Hi from NZ
My late father used to sing the words of Div Ye Mind to us when we were younger. He has since passed on and on looking through some papers I found the poem again and would like someone to translate the third verse for me.
Div ye mind 'e Knotty Club wi' its game and ragged band,
Fa's clubs wis bandaged kail runts, or anything at hand?
Noo an' then a tae wis opened wi'a whistle fae e' ba',
An e' linin' o' a pockad wis pit roond wi' a straw!
Div ye mind boy Eh? Div ye mind.


Thanks for some help Robertc