Slightly off-thread, but here are the words of "A-folking I will go" as I remember them (from my schooldays!) You can tell it was written in the 60s by the reference in the last verse to transistors....

A-FOLKING I WILL GO


Of all the cons in England, the folking is the best
For I've got a pad in Chelsea where I'll lay me down to rest

And a-folking I will go, and a-folking I will go

Though I work in the City boys, and in the town was raised
There's country airs in Regents Park, may Cecil Sharp be praised

Though I'm sea-sick on the Serpentine and it hurts my arms to row
When I sing a shanty you can hear the whalefish blow

I've got me a melodeon, a whistle and some spoons
And I'll go round with Morrismen, sight-reading all the tunes

We'll morris dance on every green, and ale in every bar
And then drive round from site to site, in a little Morris car

Now where I get such tunes as this, you may not understand
I've always got a Japanese transistor in my hand.


Kitty