Come all ye lads o' high renown

Come all ye lads o' high renown 'At wishes well your native town, Rowl up an' put your money down And let us hev a Railway.

Wi' Keighla foak we are behind, An's hed to wauk agin wur mind; But soin th' crookt-legg'd ens thay will find We'll keep em wi' a Railway.