Oh, surra bit o' me knows a word she's sayin', though it's mighty like the Irish of a Connaught man. |
Just sayin' amiright whoa, sorry, you got me going with the schoolgirl cliches. |
You're makin' good the sayin' that a sailor has a wife in every port aint you buster? |
I'm not sayin' the world wouldn't be better off if there wasn't any licker to drink. |
Who is it that's been sayin' the Honorable Heman Atkins was shirkin' that appropriation? |
An' down to Saltash they've gi'n up sayin' it's quarter arter twelve, or the like o' that. |