Widdicombe Fair

Tom Pearce. Tom Pearce, lend me your grey mare,

All along, down along, out along lee,

For I want for to go to Widdecombe Fair,

Wi' Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon,

Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

And when shall I see again my grey mare?

All along, down along, out along lee,

By Friday soon, or Saturday noon,

Wi' Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon,

Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

Then Friday came, and Saturday noon,

All along, down along, out along lee,

But Tom Pearce's old mare hath not trotted home

Wi' Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon,

Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

So Tom Pearce he got up to the top o' the hill

All along, down along, out along lee,

And he seed his old mare down a making her will

Wi' Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon,

Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

So Tom Pearce's old mare, her took sick and died.

All along, down along, out along lee,

And Tom he sat down on a stone, and he cried

Wi' Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon,

Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

But this isn't the end o'this shocking affair,

All along, down along, out along lee,

Nor, though they be dead of the horrid career

Of Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon,

Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

When the wind whistles cold on the moor of a night

All along, down along, out along lee,

Tom Pearce's old mare doth appear ghastly white,

Wi' Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon,

Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

And all the long night be heard skirling and groans,

All along, down along, out along lee,

From Tom Pearce's old mare in her rattling bones

And from Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon,

Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobbley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all.

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