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Thread #30739   Message #1128796
Posted By: Stewie
03-Mar-04 - 09:06 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: New Chorus-Dead Dog Scrumpy
Subject: Lyr Add: DEAD DOG SCRUMPY (Crozier - Sheldon)
Charley

Here is a transcription from a live performance by Crozier. He introduces it as 'one of my own little songs'. The record sleeve credits 'Crozier/Sheldon' copyright 'Cinephonic Music Co. Ltd'. There is no chorus.


DEAD DOG SCRUMPY
(Crozier- Sheldon)

In the year of sixteen forty-two in a little cider mill,
A poor old dog lay down to rest 'cos he were feeling ill
He chose a most precarious perch above the apple press
And in his sleep he tumbled in and he perished in distress.

Which caused his master for to grieve, likewise his mistress too
Until their sorrows to relieve, they sampled of the brew
'Odzoons', cried Farmer Atwater, 'the like I ne'er did sup
Go summon all the neighbors in, and bid them take a cup'

So the neighbours came from far and near, the parson and the squire
The blacksmith and the gamekeeper and daft old [Obediah ?]
They wished the farmer health and wealth and the parson played his fife
And the squire he filled three flagons up for to take home to his wife

Now every man that drank that night got drunk as drunk could be
And wondered how the scrumpy had acquired such potency
The farmer kept his counsel as he took another drop,
When suddenly the poor old dog come a-floating to the top

Now a silence fell upon the room, and every man did frown,
They recognised old Bendigo though he were upside down;
The parson changed his colour and collapsed upon the floor,
And the squire he lost his britches in the fight to reach the door

'Fear not', shouts Farmer Atwater, 'for in all his life I vow,
He never bit nor man nor child and he'll not bite no one now
And this shall be his epitaph, 'Here lies poor faithful Ben
Who perished in the scrumpy vat and quickly rose again

So if you're down to Devon, and you goes into a bar,
Ask for Dead Dog Cider, it's the best there is by far;
Refuse all imitations and you'll sleep like a log,
You can always recognise it by the hair of the dog

Source: trancription from Trevor Crozier and Friends 'Trouble Over Bridgwater: Recorded 'Live' at Poynton Folk Centre' EMI One Up LP OU 2185 [1977].

--Stewie.