'Twixt Coldmouth Hill and Butterstone Shank
I met an old crowder grizzled and lank
With his kit tucked under his arm,
And I called to him — Crowder, whither away?
And he answered — I'm due upon Michaelmas Day
To fiddle at Cherrytree's Farm —
For I play " Bobbie Shafto " and " Stagshaw Bank Fair " ,
" The Waters of Tyne " , " Elsie Marley " ,
" Chevy Chase " and " The Keel Row " and " Dick o' the Cow " ,
And " Over the Water to Charlie! "

And I called to him — Crowder, come fiddle away!
For it's wellnigh a week until Michaelmas Day,
And I'll dance till you've crick in your arm —
A crick in your arm and a crick in your back,
And your fiddle-strings snap and your fiddle-bridge crack —
Then heigh-ho! for Cherrytree's Farm —
For I dance " Bobbie Shafto " and " Stagshaw Bank Fair " ,
" The Waters of Tyne " , " Elsie Marley " ,
" Chevy Chase " and " The Keel Row " and " Dick o' the Cow " ,
And " Over the Water to Charlie! "

And he up with his kit and he fiddled away,
And I danced to his fiddling till Michaelmas Day —
And never a crick in his arm!
Then he held out his hat, and the devil to pay,
As I sat in the ditch and he wished me Good-day!
And hurried to Cherrytree's Farm
To play " Bobbie Shafto " and " Stagshaw Bank Fair " ,
" The Waters of Tyne " , " Elsie Marley " ,
" Chevy Chase " and " The Keel Row " and " Dick o' the Cow " ,
And " Over the Water to Charlie! "