As a broken-hearted keelman and as our he'd in love
With a young lass from Gateshead and a Carl homie dove
Her name's Cushy Butterfield and she sells yellow clay
And her cousin is a muckman and they call him Tom Gray
She's a big lass and a bonnie lass and she likes her beer
And the Carl homie Cushy Butterfield and I wish he were here
For I sees like two holes in a blanket bolt through
And a bruise if I'm mornin' what's piano,
young coup
And when I hear a shootin' will you buy any clay Like
a candyman's trumpet it steals me young heart away She's
a big lass and a bonnie lass and she likes her beer
And the Carl homie Cushy Butterfield and I wish he were here
You'll oft see her doon at sunk it when the heron comes in
Like a bag full of saddles tied round with a string
She wears big galoshes and a stove that once was white
And a bedgoon is lilac and her hat's never striped
She's a big lass and a bonnie lass and she likes her beer
And the Carl homie Cushy Butterfield and I wish he were here
When I asked her to marry us she started to laugh Noon
yen or yum monkey tricks for a light knee sick chaff
Then she started a bobblin' and rode like a bull
And the chimps on her keel says I's now but a few
She's a big lass and a bonnie lass and she likes her beer
And the Carl homie Cushy Butterfield and I wish he were here
Says the chimp that gets us'll have to walk every day
And when he comes he emmits he'll have to guard and seek clay
And when he's away he's seeking it I'll make vows and say
Oh we'll meet the keel row that my laddy's in
She's a big lass and a bonnie lass and she likes her beer
And the Carl homie Cushy Butterfield and I wish he were here