The Lancashire Hare

I don't know what it's proper name is, but all I can find is "From The North" by Cicely Fox Smith, so I guess that'll do. The lyrics are: I wish't I was in Lancashire huntin' o' the hare All across the wide moorlands an' the hollows brown an' bare, Hearkenin' to the good hounds' cry, hearkenin' to the horn, Far away in Lancashire on a windy morn. I wish't I was in Lancashire along o' folks I know, Rangin' o'er the countryside in all the winds that blow As they blew when I was yet a lad, in the place where I was born, Far away in Lancashire on a good huntin' morn. There's gradely hounds in Lancashire, as such there always were: There's gradely hills in Lancashire as how they're bleak an' bare: There's jannock lads in Lancashire, and that I tell you true, An' I wish't I was in Lancashire all the day through!