ABSTRACT
I am an Aspull collier, I like a bit of fun, To have a go at football or in the sports to run; So good-bye old companions, adieu to jollity, For I have found a sweetheart, and she's all the world to me. Could you but see my Nancy, among the tubs of coal, In tucked up skirt and breeches, she looks exceedingly droll; Her face besmear’d with coal dust, as black as black can be She is a pit-brow lassie, but she's all the world to me. Orpheus, ‘A Pit Brow Wench for Me’, v.1 and 2, Comet, no.2 (26 January 1889)
