Lyrics
The Lollipop Man
Various Artists - The Mother of all MorrisChorus: trad. Verses: © Jim Causley, Paul Wilson & Marilyn Tucker 2007Oh the lollipop man has a great big stick
And all that he charges is a penny a lick
And he gets it out whenever he can
He’s a dirty old devil is the lollipop manWho is this with his spurty spout?
A dribbly cone, you can suck it all out
And a knicker-knocker glory, it’s the ice-cream man
But he cannot hold a candle to the lollipop manMy Grandfathers Ferret
Possibly by Derek Jolly?My grandfather’s ferret was a beast of little merit
What lived out the back in a cage
If you peered through the bars you’d see eyes like little stars
All a-glimmer with impotent rage
The smell it gave off made you splutter gasp and cough
And its habits were exceedingly gross
For it bit off anything it could reach if you stood too closeThe Whimple Wassail
A wassail a wassail, the moon she shines down
Our apples are ripe and our nuts they are brown
For when you shall bud dear old apple tree
And when you shall bear we’ll sing unto theeWith our wassail a-wassail a-wassail
And joy come to our jolly wassail!Oh apple tree prosper, bud, bloom and bear
So we may have plenty of cider next year
And where there’s a barrel we hope there’ll be ten
So we may have cider when we come againOh mistress and master our wassail begin
Please open your door and let us come in
Besides all on earth you’ll have apples in store
