Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk Firelock Stile 
Firelock Stile 
So come all young men, come listen awhile, I'll tell you what happened at Firelock Stile, When a stump of a nail catched hold of her clothes She fell down, and did expose Her old Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy Rump-a-tump tooral looral day. 
A gay young buck was standing by The sight of her quim so dazzled his eye She said "Young man, I feel amazed To see a young gentleman stand and gaze At my Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy Rump-a-tump tooral looral day." 
She said "Young man, if you mean what you say And twenty bright guineas in gold were to pay, If twenty bright guineas in gold you did pay, Then, young man, you can fiddle away On my Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy Rump-a-tump tooral looral day." 
That very soon he gave consent And into the woods together they went While he pre-formed and she pre-tuned The boy and the beauty kept time to the tune on her Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy Rump-a-tump tooral looral day. 
Now six weeks being over, as I have been told She gave him some fire to keep him from cold, To keep him from cold, both night and day, And he cursed the young damsel that learned him to play On her Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy Rump-a-tump tooral looral day. 
Now all young men, come listen awhile I've told you what happened at Firelock Stile Or else, like me, you'll rue the day You go into the woods to learn to play On her Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy Rump-a-tump tooral looral day. 
RG