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Title
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Tetbury Mop
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Singer
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Iles, Joseph
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
You young men and maidens, come listen to me,
I'll tell you a sight you never did see!
Oh, helter skelter, off you trot,
On the road to Tetbury Mop.
Verse 2
Oh, Michaelmas was drawing round,
And we poor slaves drawn off the ground;
There's many a farmer I'll be bound,
Will try to pull your wages down.
Verse 3
They'll say they cannot sell their grain,
To get the wages down again;
But of these men if you remark,
There's good and bad of every sort.
Verse 4
Now, when you come into the Mop,
There's fine fat sheep in every spot;
There's pigs upon crutches without any legs,
And two or three turkeys keep laying of eggs.
Verse 5
There's old Farmer Waddle, so stout and so fat,
The nasty old rats ate the brim of his hat;
He's a nice little wife, as smart as a queen,
She has two wooden legs and a hooped crinoline.
Verse 6
The dames of the town get up for a spree,
They all get as lushy, as lushy could be;
They met an old smudge, and made him so drunk,
That he went for to light his short pipe at the pump.
