Just cos i ain’t never ‘ad, no, nothing worth having

Never ever, never ever

You ain’t got no call not to think i wouldn’t fall

Into thinking that i ain’t too clever

And it ain’t not having oen thing nor another

Niether, either is it anything, whatever

And it’s not not knowing that thier ain’t nothign showing

And i answer to the name of trever, however

Just cos i ain’t never said, no, nothing worth saying

Never ever, never ever, never ever

Things ‘ave got read into what i never sad, ‘till me mouth becomes me ‘ead

Which ain’t not all that clever

And it’s not not saying one thing nor another

Neither, either is ist anything i haven’t said, whatever

And it ain’t not proving that me mind ain’t moving

And i answer to the naem of trever, however

Knock me down with a feather

Clever trevor

Widebrows wonder wether clever trevor’s clever

Either have they got

Nor neither haven’t not

Got no right to make a clot

Our of trevor

Why should i feel bad about something i ain’t ‘ad

Such stupidness is mad cos nothing underfoot

Comes to nothing less to add to a load of old toot

And i ain’t half not half co there’s nowhere to put it

Even if i ‘ad i’m a bit of a jack the lad

Knock me down with a feather

Clever trevor

Widebrows wonder wether clever trevor’s clever

Either have they got

Nor neither haven’t not

Got no right to make a clot

Our of trevor

Also, it takes much longer to get up north, the slow way