A bit late, but lyrics from The Druids...

THE BUTCHER AND THE PARSON

It's of a bold butcher as I've heard men say
Who married him a lady both buxom and gay
While the butcher was out at the market for meal
The_ parson come kissing his wife all the while.
And sing fol-de-rol lol-de-rol day

Now the butcher being jealous all of this same thing
Hid under the bed for to see him come in
Well he hadn't been there twenty minutes or more
When in comes the parson and he's closed the door.
And sing...

Now they're into bed and they're both fast asleep
And from under the bed this bold butcher did creep
Puts on parson's best breeches, his wig and his cloak
And he's off to his lady to make up the joke.
And sing...

So it off to the parson's this butcher he rode
With the parson's best coat on and plenty of goad
He arrived at the house in the midst of the night
And the maid's half asleep and she's give him the light.
And sing...

"Now where is your mistress?" "In bed," says the maid
"Then show me the way right up to her," he said
He went up the stairs and pretend himself drunk
He rumbled, he stumbled, fell over a trunk.
And sing...

Well he jumps in to bed gives the candle a puff
And the lady she turns herself round in a huff
"Be off, my good parson and touch me no more
For you've been carousing along with some whore."
And sing...

But the butcher began for to tickle her knees
And the lady she turns herself round for to please
She turned herself round, not one word did she say
But she lay in his arms till the break of the day.
And sing...

Now when she awoke and stared into his face
She started to scream in a pitiful case
"Oh no," says the butcher, "now don't you take flight
For your husband has slept with my wife all the night."
And sing...

Now round to butcher's this couple did go
And there sits the parson all sorry and woe
"And now my good parson where might you have been
When you put on your cloak and came round unto me?"
And sing...

To the butcher says parson, "Now here's fifty pounds
For fear that the news may go parish around
For fear that the congregation might say
The parson, our minister, has led us astray."
And sing...