Yorkshire Days
When I was a girl we had nothing much
Ate home made cooking and played as such
No computers or gadgets in our home
But we didn’t mind and we didn’t moan
Me and my brother thought it were great
To ride on our bikes but we couldn’t be late
If we didn’t get home in time for our tea
It was a clip round the ear hole for him and me
We played outside in the freezing cold
Respected our elders and did as told
Casseroles and Stews with dumplings in a pot
When we got home from school we ate the lot
We spoke when spoken to didn’t dare not
We were grateful for everything that we got
Times were hard but we had so much fun
Playing outside till the day was done
Innocent times we shared back then
Times of old from way back when
Enjoyed ourselves laughed and cried
Right up until the Innocence died
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