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Lyr Add: The Great Meat Pie

GUEST,Bradfordian 09 Jun 19 - 12:47 PM
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Subject: Lyr Add: The Great Meat Pie
From: GUEST,Bradfordian
Date: 09 Jun 19 - 12:47 PM

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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Great Meat Pie
From: GUEST,Bradfordian
Date: 09 Jun 19 - 12:52 PM

Just copying this over from Facebook.

Ive been a member of since 2001. Ages ago I asked if anyone had the words to a song we sang at school.. The Great Meat Pie.. Ive trawled the posts and found these verses.. are there any more please?



The Poet is proud in publishing this very popular song, which was presented to him by his worthy friend Mr Charles Watson, late of the Shakspere Saloon here, and presently and important member of the company of the Theatre Royal in Dover. It is creating an immense sensation throughout the three kingdoms, and the Poet is happy in now being enabled to supply the millions with copies, which can only be had in the Box, [No. 6 St. Andrew's lane, Glasgow].

You've heard of the wond'rous Crocodile,

    And the thund'ring great Sea Snake—

No doubt, it's often made you smile,

    And caused your sides to ache.

Now I've a tale that will make you laugh,

    For a month to come or nigh—

So listen, while I tell you about,

    A stunning great meat pie.

               Tol, lol, &c.

As through the country I did stroll,

    On business rather pressing,

I stopped at the sign of the Toad in the Hole,

    To give my stomach a dressing.

I'd scarcely poked my nose in when,

    Without a word of a lie,

There was just three hundred and fifty men

    Going to pitch into a pie.

                Tol, lol, &c.

It was a stunner, out and out,

    To describe I'm scarce able—

It took about sixty ploughmen stout,

    To serve it up to table.

It was a tidy weight, 'tis clear—

    It's a fact not worth disowning—

For half a mile off you might hear

    The tables actually groaning.

                Tol, lol, &c.

You may guess it was a tidy size—

    It took a week to make it ;

A day to carry it to the shop,

    And another week to bake it.

Oh, had you seen it, I'll be bound,

    Your wonder you'd scarce govern—

They were forced to knock the front wall down,

    To get it into the oven.

                Tol, lol, &c.

It took about thirty sacks of flour,

    It's a fact now what I utter,

Three hundred pails of water too,

    And a hundred firkins of butter.

The crust was nearly seven feet thick,

    You couldn't easily bruise it ;

And the rolling pin was such a size,

    It took twelve men to use it.

                Tol, lol, &c.

This pie contained as much rump steak

    As would supply the navy—

And bullocks' melts enough to make

    Full ninety gallons of gravy—

With fifty ducks, two stone a piece—

    Enough for any glutton ;

Twelve fillets of veal and forty geese,

    And thirty legs of mutton.

                Tol, lol, &c.

There were twenty-five spare ribs of pork,

    I'm sure I'm not mistaken—

Two and thirty hams from York,

    And twenty sides of bacon.

The pie was made by fifty cooks,

    And all of them first-raters,

Who finished the filling up, odzooks,

    With a ton of kidney taters.

                Tol, lol, &c.

When word was given, a general rush

    Took place to hack and hew it—

They began to clamber up the crust,

    To get their knives into it.

When all at once, the crust gave way,

    They thought it was much thicker,

And ninety-five poor souls, they say,

    Were completely drowned in the liquor.

                Tol, lol, &c.

This took away their appetites,

    They took it as a warning,

And after that Pie-ratic night,

    They went in general mourning.

So ever since, the village folks,

    Although they live like good uns,

The pie stuck so fast in their throats,

    They eat nothing now but puddings.

                Tol, lol, &c.

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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Great Meat Pie
From: GUEST,Bradfordian
Date: 09 Jun 19 - 12:55 PM

On behalf of Felicity Burke

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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Great Meat Pie
Date: 12 Jun 19 - 12:39 PM

they wouldn't eat it in the South, as Morrisons discovered when they moved into that region- I did very well on the remaindered pies until they cottoned on that Brighton wasn't Bradford....

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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Great Meat Pie
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)
Date: 12 Jun 19 - 12:47 PM

See Lyr Add: The Great Meat Pie, where the lyrics were posted in 2017 I think (and a link to a midi for a tune).


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