Page:The Folk-Lore Journal Volume 7 1889.djvu/476

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340 MORKICE DANCERS AT REVESBY.

Fool. Ah, Boy ! Times is liard, I love to have Money in both Pockets.

FiDLER. You shall have it, old Father.

Fool. Let me see it.

[The Fool then calls in his Five Sons : tirst Pickle Herring, then Bine Britches, then Ginger Britches, Pepper Britches, and last calls out

Come, now, you Mr. Allspice !

[They foot it once round the Eoom, and the Man that is to ride the Hobby Horse goes out, and the rest sing the following Song :

Come in, come in, thou Hobby Horse,

And bring thy old Fool at thy Arse,

Sing Tanterday, sing Tanterday,

Sing heigh down, down, with a Derry Down a.

[Then the Fool and the Horse fights about the Room, whilst the following Song is singing by the rest :

Come in, come in, thou bonny wild worm, For thou hast ta'en many a lucky turn. Sing Tanteraday, sing Tanteraday, ' Sing heigh down, down, with a Derry Down.

[The wild Worm is only sprung 3 or 4 Times, as the Man walks round the Room, and then goes out, and the Horse and the Fool fights again, whilst the following Song is sung :

Come in, come in, thou Dragon stout, And take thy compass round about. Sing Tanteraday, sing Tanteraday, Sing heigh down, down, with a derry down.