Tuesday, 15 March 2011

English Language

I am sorry to report that I do not speak like Harry Potter nor do I use the Queens English all the time. I come from the southwest of England and so my accent and language is slighty worse than most. 
I can over pronounce the 'r' sound, the verb be is always used in the wrong form and it is more tonal and full of more sounds.
Its great.
I have some original language for you which is spoken rather than written. Lets see how you get on!!!


How be he?                                   Hello, how are you?
How be on?                                   Hello, how are you?
Off down yonder?                          I am off out
Whats on?                                     What is happening
Yer then, whats it?                        Excuse me, can you help?
tis farmers now...                          Its very cold out (only farmers would venture into this 
                                                    weather to milk their cows!)                                                 
Wheres ee?                                  Where is....
An er                                            Isn't it
wan ner                                        Won't you
An nus                                          Aren't we
What be on?                                 What is going on/what are you doing?
Bugger me!                                   Gosh and Darn


Now, here are some lyrics from a west country band called the Wurzles.


Enjoy



Where be it Blackbird to? I know where he be,
He be up yon Wurzel tree, And I be after he!
Now I sees he, And he sees I,
Bugger’d if I don’t get ‘en
Wit a girt big stick I’ll knock ‘im down
Blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
‘Ow’s ‘E Father?

Allright!
All me life I’m on the farm, Workin’ for me keep
Tendin’ pigs and chickens, and they cows and sheep
But everywhere I’m workin’, there’s one who always mocks me
He hidin' somewhere in the trees, blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!

[Chorus]

Where be it Blackbird to? I know where he be,
He be up yon Wurzel tree, And I be after he!
Now I sees he, And he sees I,
Bugger’d if I don’t get ‘en
Wit a girt big stick I’ll knock ‘im down
Blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
‘Ow’s ‘E Father?

Allright!



Underneath the open sky in spring we loves to dine
We likes to ‘ear the flappin’ of the missus washin’ line
We listens to a tuneful song, a blackbird or a tit,
But on me vest and underpants he scored a direct hit!

[Chorus]

Where be it Blackbird to? I know where he be,
He be up yon Wurzel tree, And I be after he!
Now I sees he, And he sees I,
Bugger’d if I don’t get ‘en
Wit a girt big stick I’ll knock ‘im down
Blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
‘Ow’s ‘E Father?
Allright!


If I goes out poachin’, a creepin’ through the fields,
With me old retriever, a followin’ at me heels.
If I aim me shotgun at a pheasant in the hay
That bloody blackbird starts his row and frightens him away!

[Chorus]

Where be it Blackbird to? I know where he be,
He be up yon Wurzel tree, And I be after he!
Now I sees he, And he sees I,
Bugger’d if I don’t get ‘en
Wit a girt big stick I’ll knock ‘im down
Blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
‘Ow’s ‘E Father?
Allright!

No longer can I sleep at night, get peace of any kind,
That bird’ll be the death of me, he’s prayin’ on me mind!
If I chase him long enough, I’ll get ‘en by and by,
And celebrate me vict’ry with a girt big blackbird pie!

[Chorus]


Where be it Blackbird to? I know where he be,
He be up yon Wurzel tree, And I be after he!
Now I sees he, And he sees I,
Bugger’d if I don’t get ‘en
Wit a girt big stick I’ll knock ‘im down
Blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
‘Ow’s ‘E Father?

Allright!




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JeCwr9MmiIc

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