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Show Of Hands - "Widdecome Fair"
Lyrics to Widdecome Fair : It was early dawn when we met out on the hillside On our way to Widdecombe fair To drink ourselves dry make a big noise there Six Devon lads with a young boy Whose mother had said promise me now youll watch for him Hes never slept out of home before And you know too well therell trouble in store I gave her my word and we crossed the moor It was growing dark we stopped at the inn when we saw her Fair faced in the candle light Such a fine sight with her long black hair Young Billy stared and she stared right back But the landlord said shes spoken for He said leave me here alone Ill meet you tomorrow On your way back home at the crossways At noon on the Whiddon Down road You go and Ill stay You boys go and Ill stay I said take my watch and my chain We all hit the road again Four miles to the fairground we had a fine time there Next came, we waited in the rain at the crossroads But the boy never came I said you go ahead I returned to the Inn But the landlord said that the last thing seen Was a boy and a girl out on the moor That was all he knew and he showed me the door I called and I cried God knows I tried Until the long night came His mother flew at me she called me names Scratched my face said I was to blame and asked would she ever see her sweet sweet son again Well a year went by without one sign Im back at the Inn to see what Id find The wind whistled cold on the moor that night I thought I saw a couple in the pale moonlight The landlord said "Its you again" From his pocket hung down my watch and chain Tom I sat down on a stone and I cried Knowing full well that the young lad died Tom Tom, lend me your grey mare I want to go back to Widdecombe fair With Bill, Jan, Peter and Dan, Harry and Pete On the moors well meet All down along out along lee All down along out along lee [ Widdecome Fair Lyrics ]
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