T'first motor car up Syke
It wer first big event ah remember,
the news it hed travelled frae afar,
all t'Sykers hed turned airt and wer holding ther breath,
to see Jack Ad, go up th'Aggate, in his car.
This car wer an amazing contraption,
it ud be worth a fortune in antiques today,
it were made airt of all sorts o'pieces,
stuck together in a wonderful way.
Steering wheel wer like that on a steam roller,
it looked like ut'back wheels wer as well,
the horn sairned like a child saying "pap pap",
ah could meck moor noise on mi bike wi mi bell.
It ud nobbut teck one gooing uphill,
but coming dairnhill two were a loud,
owld jack would be sairnding his pap pap,
an' his pal shairting airt "clear the road".
In them days the rooards were all limestoorn,
nair a days tarmacs a must,
Jack ud dash past, at abairt two miles an hair,
an smother us all i'white dust.
But the trouble ud start rairnd abairt fairntern,
it were a struggle to climb onny hill,
an'us kids gooing ter school, we could race him,
To Owld Jack that wer a reight bitter pill.
The engine ud start wheezing un coughing,
an the wheels they'd grunt and they'd grind,
Owld Jack ud shairt airt at the top of his voice,
"give us a push frae behind".
Ah know yer might think ut ahm kidding,
but manny a time we pulled Olwd Jack airt,
an we pushed him till he geet past th'Aggate school gates,
his journey bairt us were i' dairt.
Ah doornt know ter this day what it ran on,
bi the smook it turned out ah'd say coil,
but the stink ut came airt o that engine,
it could have even bin cod liver oil.
Ah'm noorn sure o' t' yer when it happened,
mi guess ud bi nineteen o nine,
but Owld Jack's car were an omen of progress,
despite its fantastic design.
Th'Owd Syker
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