The Devil Went Down To Yorkshire

The Devil went down to Yorkshire 

He were looking for a cap to steal

The stereotype, from all the tykes

Just added to his ordeal

The Devil he picked on Yorkshire 

And the Puddings played hell with his guts

He snarled at a whippet, his language explicit

When ferrets sank teeth in his nuts

The Devil skulked back to his hell hole

Sore from his head, leg, and thumb

The Yorkshire folks, especially thee blokes 

Said nowt but ee bah gum