Copshawholme Fair by Bellowhead
Copshawholme Fair lyrics
a Friday it fell in the month of April
On a hill came the sun with a blythe sunny smile
And the folks were a thronging the roads everywhere
Making haste to be in at Copshawholme Fair
I�ve seen them coming in over mountain and glen
Both rosy faced lasses and strapping young men
With a joy in their hearts and unburdened of care
They�ll be meeting old friends at Copshawholme Fair
There�s lads for the lasses, there�s toys for the bairns
There are fiddlers and tumblers and folks with no arms
There�s a balancer here and a fiddler there
And a nut man and spice man at Copshawhome Fair
Oh but now about the hiring if you want to hear tell
You should ken it as far as I�ve seen it mysel�
What wages they adle it�s ill to declare
The muckle they vary at Copshawholme Fair
Justielle I have seen, she�s a strapping young queen
And he asked what her age was and where she had been
What work she�d been doing - how long she�d been there
What wages she wanted at Copshawholme Fair
Just then the big lass stood a wee while in gloom
Then she turned and she scraped with her feet on the ground
Then she plucked up her heart and did stoutly declare
I�ll have five pound and ten at Copshawholme Fair
He says but my lass that�s a very big wage
Then he turned him about like he�d been in a rage
Said I�ll give you five pound but I�ll give you nae mair
But I think you will take it at Copshawholme Fair
He put his hand in his pocket, took a hold of bit wench
In case it might enter her hand for to flinch
But she grabbed at it muttering I should have had mair
But I think I shall take it at Copshawholme Fair
Now the hiring is over and off they all gang
In to the ballroom for to join in the thrang
And I never shall lie with my mammy nae mair
For the fiddlers play briskly at Copshawholne Fair
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