The Young Tradition - Lyke Wake Dirge

This ae neet, this ae neet,
Any neet and all
Fire an' fleet an' candleleet
And Christ receive thy soul.

If thou from here our wake has passed
Any neet and all
To Whinny Moor thou comes at last
And Christ receive thy soul

And if ever thou gavest hosen or shoen
Any neet and all
Then sit ye down and put them on
And Christ receive thy soul

But if hosen or shoen thou ne'er gav'st nane
Any neet and all
The whinny will prick thee to thy bare bane
And Christ receive thy soul

If thou from there our wake has passed,
Any neet and all
To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last
And Christ receive thy soul

If thou gavest ever meat or drink,
Any neet and all
The fire will never make thee shrink
And Christ receive thy soul

But if meat or drink thou ne'er gav'st nane,
Any neet and all
The fire will burn thee to thy bare bane
And Christ receive thy soul