One Misty, Moisty, Morning:
Another traditional folk song. The first two verses are from a nursery rhyme celebrating leather, when leather was bling. As for the rest of the song…………….:
One misty, moisty morning, when cloudy was the weather,
I met with an old man clothed all in leather.
Clothed all in leather with a cap beneath his chin,
Chorus: How d’you do, how d’you do and how d’you again.
How d’you do, how d’you do and how d’you again.
This rustic was a thresher, as on his way he hide,
With a leather bottle, fast buckled by his side.
He wore no shirt upon his back, wool unto his skin,
I went a little further, and there I met a maid,
Going a milking, a milking Sir she said.
I began to complement, she began to sing,
This maid her name was Dolly, dressed in a cloak of grey,
Now being somewhat jolly I persuaded her to stay.
I fell into courting her, hoped her heart to win,
Now having time and leisure, I spent a vacant hour,
Telling of my treasure, sitting in the bower.
Fondle I embraced her, I stroked her double chin,
I said that I would married be, and she would be my bride,
No longer we should tarry and twenty things beside.
I would plough, reap and sow, she could sit and spin.
Her parents they consented, all parties were agreed,
Her portion thirty shillings, we married were with speed.
Will the piper he did play others dance and sing.
Then lusty Ralph and Robin with many a damsel gay,
Did ride on Rhone and Dobbin, to celebrate the day.
When they met together, their hats they of did fling.
George Whitfield: Accordion
David Jacob: Fiddles
Paul: Banjo, Guitars, Mandolin, Vocals