Yorkshire Rockin'

(Picture Credit - British County Flags)

 

They’re really rockin’ in Bradford,

Off the Pennine Way.

Deep in the heart of Yorkshire

And all round Robin Hood’s Bay.

All over South Ossett

Down there to New Farnley.

Roast beef and Yorkie Puddings,

God’s County Yay!

Yull see ‘em rambling near Ilkley,

Right to the county line,

Sheffield steel and Wednesday –

A football team so fine.

Better still, Leeds United,

Greatest club of all time.

Yorkshire, Kings of Cricket,

Oh what a boon!

Get down that wicket,

We’ll be champs by June.

Down a ginnel or snicket,

See our Olympic Champs.

Coal Miner Picket,

Relight those lamps.

Racing pigeons and ferrets,

Stereotypes tha knows.

Over t’top in Lancashire,

Them there’s our foes.

We’re the greatest county,

Our pride really glows.

We know you all do hate us,

It keeps us on our toes.

So we’ll be rockin’ in Yorkshire,

What more can I say?

Us Tykes're as barmy as Barnsley,

So I’ll be on my way.

Paul Butters

(With due thanks to Chuck Berry and also The Beach Boys)

© PB 2\5\2016. With minor amendments 14\4\2023.