Yorkshire stands proud of its men

(not sure about the women).

It's what can get you famous.

Nobbut a lad etcetera

charming the arse off the elite

with mud on't feet. 

 

And as for that painter fella

stained glass window in t'Palace of Westminster

seat a't power,

no problem now they've got rid of the bloody tower. 

 

So! We stand tall, grander than 'em all

and can turn a trick or two wit' fettling

whatever that means,

don't matter tha' don't know

but it goes a long way by 'eck

 

wait a sec...

important matters come to hand,

i'm (sorry, we're) helping the underprivileged

and that's a fact

so stick that where the sun don't shine

you've got your place

and i've definitely got mine.