At the Vicar's Fancy Ball
Written and Composed by Worton David & Bert Lee

To pass our winter evenings at our parish church last year
Our vicar gave a fancy ball a very fine idea
Each member did appear in fancy dress
T'was really most enjoyable ah yes ah yes ah yes

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Some happy recollections I recall
One lady came as Cupid and at me she shot her arrows
It stuck right in a girl dressed as as vegetable marrow
To represent a farm yard I espied Missis Clegg there
She did a lot of cackling but never laid an egg there
Miss Green came as a winkle and made the people giggle
She came out of her little shell and back she could not wiggle
Dear sisters I was so ashamed of Miss Selina Snicker
She came as feather and tickled our dear Vicar
Miss Brown came as the morning lark with music she was bristling
She swallowed her bird warbler and she couldn't speak for whistling
To represent Guy Fawkes day as a firework came Miss Crockett
She got too near the gas stove and went up like a rocket
At our vicar's fancy ball
Wind blew through his trumpet
At our dear dear vicar's dear dear vicar's dear vicar's fancy ball

The trades folk to our parish there a great sensation made
They each came in a dress supposed to represent their trade
As fruit and flowers and what not ah they made a lovely show
Those costumes I will ne'er forget ah no ah no ah no

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Those funny costumes I can recall
The fruiterer as a lemon sent his daughter Miss Louisa
And fortunately her young man came as a lemon squeezer
Poor Missis Jones the grocer's wife came as a pound of butter
She melted with the heat and down a crack began to slutter
Our butcher's wife dear Missis Green came as a joint of brisket
Mark'd going cheap at four a pound but no-one cared to risk-it
Our cheese man Mr Niffy as a cheese was very drollah
I murmured thank the Lord you didn't come as a gorgonzola
Miss Lizzie from the fish shop as a codfish was busy
And everything went smoothly until they tried to fillet Lizzie
Miss White came as a pork pie trimmed with parsley there I found her
But the vicar sent her home again to put more parsley round her
At our vicar's fancy ball
Wind blew through his trumpet
At our dear dear vicar's dear dear vicar's dear vicar's fancy ball

Our musical society turned up in splendid force
And everyone appeared as something musical of course
Their costumes were very humorous yea verily tis so
I really felt obliged to laugh hh ha hee hee ho ho

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Those Characters of music I recall
To represent an organ came our organist Mister Fellows
The blower blew him up so much alas he burst his bellows
Dress'd as a note of music came Miss Angelina Gotchitt
And got most annoyed when someone tried to dot her crochet
Young Brown as a fiddle and my word he did look rummy
For someone tried to scrap a bow across his little Mary
To represent a flute Miss Brown came all the way from Bootle
She got a chocolate in her throat and then she couldn't tootle
Miss Flynn came as a jew's harp and she used a lot of blarney
Till someone stuck his teeth in her and tried to play Killarney
To represent a cornet was fat old Major Crumpet the room was very draughty and the
Wind blew through his trumpet
At our dear dear vicar's dear dear vicar's dear vicar's fancy ball