This 'ere neet, this 'ere neet
It could be any neet and all
Fire an' fleet an' candleleete
And Christ tak up thy soul
.........When
tha from 'ere away dust pass.........
It could be any neet and all
To t'whiny, windy moor tha'll come at last
An Christ tek up thy soul
If ever tha gavest hosen
or shoon
It could be any neet and all
Then sit thee down and put 'em on
And Christ tek up thy soul
But if hosen or shoon tha
nivver gavest ane
It could be any neete and all
T'whiny windy moor'll prick thee t'tha bare bane
An Christ tek up thy soul
.........If
thro' t'whiny moor tha gets to pass.........
It could be any neete and all
To't Bridge of Dread tha'll come at last
An Christ tek up thy soul
If ever tha gavest o' tha
siller or gowd
It could be any neete and all
T'brig'll grant thee a firm foothold
An Christ tek up thy soul
But if tha siller or gowd
tha nivver gavest ane
It could be any neete and all
Tha'll down down tumble into Hell's flames
An Christ tek up thy soul
.........If
you've walked over the Bridge of Dread.........
It could be any neete and all
To t'purging fire tha'll cum at last
An Christ tek up thy soul
If ivver tha gavest o'thy
scran or sup
It could be any neete and all
Fire'll nivver eat thy up
An Christ tek up thy soul
But if tha scran or sup
tha nivver gav'st ane
It could be any neete and all
Fire'll shrivle to thy bare bane
An Christ tek up thy soul
........And
if you've gotten thro' the purging fire.........
It could be any neete and all
Heaven's glowing hearth'll be there for you at last
An Christ tek up thy soul
This
'ere neet, this 'ere neet
It could be any neet and all
Fire an' fleet an' candleleete
And Christ tak up thy soul
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