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The Barley Mow
We cheated the parson, we'll cheat him again ; For why should the vicar have one in ten,
One in ten, one in ten, For why should the vicar have one in ten ?
For staying while dinner is cold and hot And pudding and dumpling? burnt to pot,
Burnt to pot, burnt to pot, Till pudding and dumpling's burnt to pot.
We'll drink off our liquor while we can stand, And hey for the honour of old England,
Old England, old England, And hey for the honour of old England ! |
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THE BARLEY MOW1
Here's a health to the barley-mow, my brave boys,
Here's a health to the barley-mow ! We'll drink it out of the jolly brown bowl,
Here's a health to the barley mow ! Chorus, Here's a health to the barley-mow, my brave boys, Here's a health to the barley-mow !
1 A traditional Cornish and Devonshire song, sung on completing the carrying home of the barley. Published in Chappell's " Popular Music."
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