In case I don't get the opportunity to un at the Festival here be the words:-

GLORIOUS ALE

cho:
Ale, Ale, Glorious Ale
Served up in pewter it tells its own tale,
Some folks like radishes
Some curleye kale
But give I boiled parsnips
And a great dish of taters
And a lump of fatty bacon
And a pint of good ale

When I was a young man my father did say,
Zummer's a-coming tis time to make hay.
Now when hay is carted don't you never fail.
To drink gaffer's health in a pint of good ale.

Now our MP's in parliament, our safety to keep
Now we hope now we've put un there, he won't sit and sleep
But they'll all have my vote if they never fail
To keep down the price of a pint of good ale

These are the words as I remember them from the other Festival wot I goes too.

Dave