Couldn't find this on the site, and I'd mentioned it on a past thread, so.....

THE BUTCHER AND THE PARSON'S WIFE. From the singing of Cyril Tawney.

It's of a rich Butcher, so I've heard them say
He married a damsel both buxom and gay
When the Butcher is gone to the market for veal
The Parson is kissing his wife all the while

(Chorus)       And sing fol-the-rol, fol the rol day.

Now, the Butcher being jealous all of this same thing
He hid under the bed to see who should come in.
In comes the Parson, and shuts (of) the door
'Aha,' thinks the Butcher, I desire of no more!

He waits under the bed 'till they're both fast asleep
Then out of the bedroom so softly does creep
Puts on Parson's best britches, his wig, and his cloak
And away to his lady, to make up the joke.

He knocks on the door, with his courage so bold
With Parson's best coat on, and plenty of gold.
The maid, she comes down in the dead of the night,
She was half fast-asleep when she gives him a light.

"Where is your mistress?" "In bed!" said the maid.
"Go open the door, then, unto her." He said. (sayed)
He walks up the stairs, he pretends himself drunk.
He stumbled, he fumbled, he fell over a trunk.

He jumps into bed, gives the candle a puff
The lady, she turns herself 'round in a huff.
She says, "My good fellow, come touch me no more
For you've been carousing, along with some whore!"

But the Butcher begins for to tickle her knees
And then he does turn himself 'round for to please
She turns herself 'round, and no more does she say
But lies in his arms 'till the break of the day.

When daylight appears, and she looks in his face
Well, then she cries out in a pitiful case!
He said, "My good lady, don't be in affright
For your husband has slept with my wife all this night!"

To the Butcher's house straight way this young couple they go
And there find the Parson all sorrow and woe.
She says "Mr. Parson, and where might you be,
When he had your clothes on and came unto me?"

Said Parson to the Butcher, "Here is (fifty pound)
For fear that the news might go parish around
And all of my congregation might say
'The Parson, our minister, led us astray!'"

Thee is a guy singing this on YouTube. Cyril sang the same tune, but more like a Waltz.