Nowt’s Same Terday by Dennis Rhodes
Ah wor off dahn ter t'shops wen it occurred ter me
Things is farther away ner the used ter be,
Ter t'corner o' t'street, it's twice as far
An' it used ter bi flat bur it's uphill nah
Ah've gi'en o'er runnin wen Ah've a bus ter cop
The' set off faster theease days, an' leeave mi at stop
An goin' up stairs the've med steps that steep
Nah Ah lig o' t'settee fer mi afternooin sleep
Wen Ah read t'newspaper it fair meks mi squint
Nah 'at the usin' a lot smaller print
An' fowk all speyk that quiet terday
Ah c'n 'ardly 'ear wot the've got ter say
Ah'm lucky, Ah've t'same figure Ah've allus 'ed
Tho' mooast o' mi frien's 'ev a middle-age spread
But the' mek clooas that skimpy Ah've ter get t'next size
Especially rahnd t'waist an' t'ips an' t'thighs
Summers get shorter an' winters get cowder
An' fowk 'ats my age all seem a lot owder
Wen wi meet i t'street the' can't think on mi name
Ah reckon the's onny me 'ats still stayed t'same