THE FAIRY FELLER'S MASTER-STROKE

He's a fairy feller

Ah ah the fairy folk have gathered 'round the new moon's shine
To see the feller crack a nut at night's noon time
To swing his axe he swears, as he climbs he dares
To deliver the master stroke

Ploughman, "Waggoner Will", and types
Politician with senatorial pipe - he's a dilly dally-oh
Pedagogue squinting, wears a frown
And a satyr peers under lady's gown - he's a dirty fellow
What a dirty laddie-oh
Tatterdemalion and the junketer
There's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter - he's my hero
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow (Can we see the master stroke)
What a quaere fellow

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah

Soldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboy
Waiting to hear the sound
And the arch-magician presides
He is the leader

Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan
Mab is the queen and there's a good apothecary man
Come to say hello
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow
What a quaere fellow

The ostler stares with hands on his knees
Come on mister feller
Crack it open if you please