I’s still goin’ out

Summer is a-comin’ in but I’s a-goin’ out.
The sun’s a-come,my work’s a-done and now I want my stout
The wind a-blows,the leaves all wave,what is it all about?
The kitchen tiles a-droppin’ off,I think we need some grout.
The rain a-drops the flowers a-bloom,so why does I a-doubt?
If God made me,He made thee too,and th’art a lazy lout.
Thy second most favoured thing to do, is a-doin’ nowt.
The summer may be comin’ in,but I’s still goin’ out