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Joe Ramshottom rented a bit of a farm From its owner, Squire Goslett his name; And the Gosletts came over with William the First, And found Ramsbottoms here when they came. One day Joe were ploughing his three-acre field When the front of his plough hit a rock, And on closer inspection o' t' damage he found As the coulter had snapped wi' the shock. He'd got a spare coulter at home in his shed, But that were some distance away, And he reckoned by t' time he had been there and back He'd have wasted best part of the day. The accident 'appened not far from the place Where the Squire had his sumptuous abode; He thought he might borrow a coulter from him, And save going back all that road. He were going to ask... but he suddenly stopped, And he said " Nay-I'd better not call; He might think it cheek I borrowed from him, I'd best get my own after all." He were going off back when he turned to himself And said "That's a gormless idea; The land you were ploughing belongs to the Squire, It were 'is rock as caused all this 'ere!" This 'eartened Joe up, so he set off again, But he very soon stopped as before, And he said 'Happen Squire'II have comp'ny to tea, Nay I'd, better go round to t' back. Then he answered himself in a manner quite stern And said "Here's a nice how-de-do! You can manage without him when all's said and done, And where would he be without you?" Joe knew this were right and he knew it were just, But he didn't seem happy somehow, So he said "Well, there's no harm in paying a call, And I needn't say owt about plough." This suggestion that he were afraid of the Squire Were most deeply resented by Joe; He said "Right! I'll show you... I'll go up at once, At the worst he can only say 'No.'' Then he said "After all as I've done in the past He would have a nerve to decline; He ought to be thankful to give me his plough, Seein'' damage his rock did to mine. Then he said "Who is he To be puffed up wi' pride, And behave as if he were King Dick He's only a farmer the same as myself, As I'll tell him an' all- Jolly quick." Then he turned round and looked himself straight in the face, And he said "What you're scared of beats me; Ramsbottoms was landlords when Gosletts was nowt, And it's him should be working for thee!" Then he said "I'm surprised at myself, so I am, To think I should so condescend As to come hat in hand to a feller like 'im And ask if he's owt he can lend." This argument brought him to Squire's front door, It were open and Squire stood inside; He said "Hello, Joe... What brings thee right up here?" "You'll know in a tick," Joe replied. He said "P'raps you think yourself better than me, Well, I'm telling you straight that you're not And I don't want your coulter... Your plough-or your farm, You can-do what you like with the lot."
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