Ash tree leaves - By Pearson Scott Foresman [Public domain], |
'There was an old man in the West Country ;
A blatch in his lease the attorney found,
Twas all for the felling of five ashen trees,
And building a house upon his own ground.
The old man, he would to London go,
A blatch in his lease the attorney found,
Twas all for the felling of five ashen trees,
And building a house upon his own ground.
The old man, he would to London go,
To shew the King great part of his woe,
To shew the King great part of his grief,
And likewise to ax'n for some relief.
Now when the old man to London came,
To shew the King great part of his grief,
And likewise to ax'n for some relief.
Now when the old man to London came,
The King he was to Windsor gone,
" Why if he had known that I was acoming,
He widden have gone so far from home."
When the old man unto Windsor came,
" Why if he had known that I was acoming,
He widden have gone so far from home."
When the old man unto Windsor came,
The gates were locked, and all secure,
" Why let's knock away with my oaken club,
There's room for me to get vore, to be sure."
" Why let's knock away with my oaken club,
There's room for me to get vore, to be sure."
"Yer sarvint, Maister Nobles!" shew me the king,
"Whot's this the King you sheweth to me ?
I zeed a chap to Barnstaple fair
Looked more like a king than thicky chap there."
"Yer sarvint, Mr. King !" the old man said,
"Whot's this the King you sheweth to me ?
I zeed a chap to Barnstaple fair
Looked more like a king than thicky chap there."
"Yer sarvint, Mr. King !" the old man said,
"A blatch in my lease the 'torney' hath found,
And it's all for felling of five ashen trees,
And building a 'ouze pin tap his own ground."
The King he took the lease all up,
And it's all for felling of five ashen trees,
And building a 'ouze pin tap his own ground."
The King he took the lease all up,
And signed it with his hand so free.
" Why, if us ciide a-had it a-diied at home,
Us needn't a-comed to thee."
The old man took the lease all up,
" Why, if us ciide a-had it a-diied at home,
Us needn't a-comed to thee."
The old man took the lease all up,
And for to go home was also willing,
But to make the King some sort of amends,
He took out his purse and gave him a shilling,
The King he thanked the noble soul,
But to make the King some sort of amends,
He took out his purse and gave him a shilling,
The King he thanked the noble soul,
And paid him down ten pounds in gold,
And every year for the sake of the sport,
Ten pounds were paid from Windsor Court.
The old man took the lease all up,
And every year for the sake of the sport,
Ten pounds were paid from Windsor Court.
The old man took the lease all up,
And for to go home he now was quite willing,
" But if I'd a-knowed thee'd agot so much money,
The devil-a-bit wid I a-gied thee a shilling."'
" But if I'd a-knowed thee'd agot so much money,
The devil-a-bit wid I a-gied thee a shilling."'
For this and the following song I am indebted to the kindness of Mr. W. H. Whiteaway, of Sunnyside, Exmouth, who is good enough to allow me to insert them here. He says, " these songs I give to you, from memory, as I can remember hearing them sung over sixty years ago."
Hewett 1900
Map - Exmouth
[A tune exists here, Roud No. 18844 and 18877, in Sabine Baring-Gould's manuscripts, that looks like it might fit.]
[A tune exists here, Roud No. 18844 and 18877, in Sabine Baring-Gould's manuscripts, that looks like it might fit.]
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