A Song for the Yorkshire Ramblers

by Bill Todd

Inspired by the Ennerdale Meet October 1996.
To be sung to the turne of ‘Pretty Polly Perkins’.

We ‘re the Yorkshire Ramblers, a hill walking club,
We lunch in high places and never at the pub,
We go old when there’s a meet on come shine or come rain,
And stagger back at tea-time with rheumatic pain,
We’re the old Yorkshire Ramblers, an outdoor society,
We behave at all times with the idmost propriety.

We went up to Ennerdale to have a club meet
The rain was so heavy that we all got wet feet,
But we came back to the Scout Hut and Andrew’s good cheer,
To finish off the evening with a glass of cool beer,
We ‘re the old Yorkshire Ramlers, we never say die,
We just keep on hoping for a patch of blue sky.