Widdicombe Fair
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Tom Pearse, Tom Pearse, lend me your grey mare All along, down along, out along lee For I want for to go to Widdicombe Fair Chorus: With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney Peter Day, Daniel Whiddon, Harry Hawk |: Old Uncle Tom Cobleigh and all. :| |
2. And when shall I see again my grey mare? All along, down along, out along lee By Friday soon, or Saturday noon Chorus:
3. Then Friday came and Saturday noon
4. So Tom Pearse he got up to the top of the hill | 5. So Tom Pearce's old mare, she took sick and died All along, down along, out along lee And Tom, he sat down on a stone and he cried. Chorus:
6. But this isn't the end of this shocking affair
7. When the wind whistles cold on the moor of a night
8. And all the long night be heard skirling and groans |