It's me Fairy Nuff, I can do lots of stuff
That will make you all gasp, and your instruments clasp
Instead of blow whistles I will cause you to suck 'em
Your lutes and your tipples, it's time to say "Pluck them"
Begone with dull care, your hair stick a flower in
Sit up to the fire, gnu throw on a bodhran
When the flames they are leaping as high as they can go
We'll measure our pleasure, by throwing in a banjo