The Fairy Feller's Master - Stroke

Lyrics for The Fairy Feller's Master - Stroke

He's a fairy feller The fairy folk have gathered 'round the new moon shine To see the feller crack a nut at night's noontime To swing his axe he swears, as it climbs he dares To deliver the master stroke "Ploughman", "Waggoner Will" and types Politician with senatorial pipe, he's a dilly-dally-o Pedagogue, squinting, wears a frown And a satyr peers under lady's gown Dirty fellow, what a dirty laddio Tatterdemalion and a junketer There's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter, he's my hero (ah-ah) Fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend The nymph in yellow (can we see the master stroke?) What a quaere fellow Soldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboy Waiting to hear the sound And the arch-magician presides, he is the leader Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan Mab is the queen and there's a good apothecary-man Come to say hello Fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend The nymph in yellow What a quaere fellow The ostler stands with hands on his knees Come on, Mr. Feller, crack it open if you please