(DEDICATED TO THE MEMBERS OF THE YORKSHIRE SOCIETY OF NEW ZEALAND)
NORTH Country Dales!
We, who have known
Your fells and your becks,
Are forever your own
And bound to return
To dale-end or head,
To villages where
Our ain folk were bred.
Chorus: Dales of our hearts!
Though we may roam,
Sooner or later
We long to come home.
See foreign parts.
So many are fair;
Yet to a Dalesman
His own is most rare;
Ay, and our own speech-
A rough homely tongue-
Learned from fore-elders
When we were young.
Chorus: Dales of our hearts!
Though we may roam,
Sooner or later
We long to come home.
Country, where people
Are judged by their worth,
Where courage ranks higher
Than money or birth!
Though parted, our dreams
By your singing becks laik
O, North Country Dales
That we’ll never forsake!
Chorus: Dales of our hearts!
Though we may roam,
Sooner or later
We long to come home.
(Dorothy Una Ratcliffe)
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