Good people, pray heed our petition,
Your attention we beg and we crave.
And if you are inclined for to listen,
An abundance of pastime we'll have.
We have come to relate many stories,
Concerning our fore-father's time;
And we trust they will drive out your worries.
Of this we are all in one mind.
Many tales of the poor and the gentry,
Of labor and love will arise.
There are no finer songs in this country,
In Scotland and Ireland likewise.
There is one thing more needing mention,
The dances we've danced all in fun;
So now that you've heard our intention,
We'll play on to the beat of the drum.