SHE'S A LASSIE FROM LANCASHIRE
(C.W. Murphy / Dan Lipton / John Neat)


Florrie Forde - 1907
Walter Miller - 1907
Ella Retford - 1908





>From a dear little Lancashire town
A boy had sailed, away
Across the briny spray
To toil in U. S. A.
When American girls gathered round
And sought his company
He'd say, "There's only one girl for me" 

She's a lassie from Lancashire
Just a lassie from Lancashire
She's the lassie that I love dear
Oh, so dear!

Though she dresses in clogs and shawl
She's the prettiest of them all
None could be fairer or rarer than Sarah
My lass from Lancashire

Night and day of his lassie he'd dream
And under love's sweet spell
He'd hear the factory bell
A sound he knew so well
Home from work he would walk once again
And though in reverie
He'd say, "There's only one girl for me" 

She's a lassie from Lancashire
Just a lassie from Lancashire
She's the lassie that I love dear
Oh, so dear!

Though she dresses in clogs and shawl
She's the prettiest of them all
None could be fairer or rarer than Sarah
My lass from Lancashire

Day by day he kept plodding away
And to his task he stuck
Till by a stroke of luck
A paying vein he struck
As he wrote her to tell her that he
Would shortly cross the sea
He'd say, "There's only one girl for me" 

She's a lassie from Lancashire
Just a lassie from Lancashire
She's the lassie that I love dear
Oh, so dear!

Though she dresses in clogs and shawl
She's the prettiest of them all
None could be fairer or rarer than Sarah
My lass from Lancashire


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As recorded by WALTER MILLER:


>From a dear little Lancashire town
A boy had sailed, away
Across the briny spray
To toil in U. S. A.
When American girls gathered round
And sought his company
He'd say, "There's only one girl for me" 

She's a lassie from Lancashire
Just a lassie from Lancashire
She's the lassie that I love dear
Oh, so dear!

Though she dresses in clogs and shawl,
She's the prettiest of them all
None could be fairer or rarer than Sarah
My lass from Lancashire

Night and day of his lassie he'd dream
And under love's sweet spell
He'd hear the factory bell
The sound he knew so well
Home from work he would walk once again
And though in reverie
He'd say, "There's only one girl for me" 

She's a lassie from Lancashire
Just a lassie from Lancashire
She's the lassie that I love dear
Oh, so dear!

Though she dresses in clogs and shawl
She's the prettiest of them all
None could be fairer or rarer than Sarah
My lass from Lancashire

SPOKEN:
Allo, allo, it's ten minutes ta two
I suppose I'll have ta be gettin' back ta mill
Come on, Sarah, come on, we'll never be in
Oh, I say, by the way
Have you ever seen our Sarah do a few steps on clogs?
Eh, by gum, she's 'ot stuff, you should see 'er
Come on, Sarah, just give us a few steps
That's good, go on.....
That's right, Sarah.....
Go on, Lizzie, you might as well join in
Oh, wish me Mother were alive to see 'er
Go on, Sarah, ha-ha-ha-ha, that's right!
  





(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - October 2014)