Midsummer Eve it fell upon a Saturday Susan and William going to be wed They had music played by a fiddler “Let’s go dancing, William” she said They danced, danced, danced around Danced, danced to the fiddler’s sound They danced, danced, danced around Danced, danced to the fiddler’s sound Midnight struck, and then said the fiddler “Dancing on a Sunday wouldn’t be right” Sue gave a laugh. “I don’t care if to Hell I go I’ll find another fiddler tonight” Off went the fiddler, left them a-quarrelling Then another fiddler came along the way “You’d like to dance, and I’d like to play for you” Tunes he played both merry and gay “Stop!” cried the dancers. “No!” said the fiddler Carried on playing in spite of their moan They couldn’t stop their jerking and stumbling Then in a flash he turned them to stone Stanton Drew in the county of Somerset That’s where the Devil played at Sue’s request They paid the price for dancing on a Sunday Now they’re standing all at rest (Muriel Holland/Jim Parker)
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