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