This CD of freshly recorded versions of their standard gig material was released on September 4th 2006. It was issued on the CIA record label, catalogue number CIA002. It was made available as an internet download in 2008. Song Lyrics
Band line-up at the time of this recording was Pete Budd (vocals, banjo), Tommy Banner (accordion, vocals), Jai Howe (bass, vocals) and John Morgan (drums, vocals). The CD was produced and recorded by Louie Nicastro who also, as part time Wurzel, provided additional instruments.
This release is a collection of the tracks that the band regularly played at gigs at the time of this release. The CD contains an amalgam of tracks recorded in the studio but very cleverly arranged and mastered to give a true feel of a live show. The case insert is a folded glossy lightweight card with the tracks and credits clearly laid out on the inside.
A signed case insert is always a good addition to a collector as in this example - signed by Tommy Banner, Pete Budd, John Morgan and Jai Howe.
Track 1 The Blackbird(Chorus)Where be that blackbird to, I knows where he be He be up yon Wurzel tree and I be after 'ee Now I sees 'ee, and 'ee sees I Buggered if I don't get ‘im With a gurt big stick I'll knock him down Blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee La la la la la la, la la la la la la How's your Father, all right All me life I'm on the farm, working for me keep Tending pigs and chickens, and they cows and sheep But everywhere I'm working, there's one who always mocks me He's hiding somewhere up thit tree, blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee (Repeat Chorus) Now if I goes out poaching, a-creeping through the fields With me old retriever, a-following at me heels And if I aim me shotgun at a pheasant in the hay It bloody blackbird starts his row and frightens him away (Repeat Chorus) Underneath the open sky in Spring we loves to dine I likes to hear the flapping of the missis washing line I listens to the tuneful song, a blackbird or a tit But on me vest and underpants he's scored a direct hit (Repeat Chorus) No longer can I sleep at night, get peace of any kind Thit bird'll be the death of I, he's preying on me mind And if I aim me shotgun at a pheasant in the hay Thit bloody blackbird starts his row and frightens him away Where be that blackbird to, I knows where he be He be up yon Wurzel tree and I be after 'ee Now I sees 'ee and 'ee sees I Buggered if I don't get ‘im With a gurt big stick I'll knock him down Blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee With a gurt big stick I'll knock him down Blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee La la la la la la, la la la la la la How's your Father, all right Track 2 The Champion Dung SpreaderNow some folks like to boast, about their Father's occupation Dustmen and the likes, in other situations Not so, our old man, working was his pride In his hobnail boots and gaiters, and a dung fork at his side (Chorus) Hi ho fiddle iddle-o, Chesterfield to Cheddar Hi ho the folks all know he's the champion dung spreader [Spoken] Get on there now Now many years ago, when Dad was in his power With a mighty two hand swipe he hit the old church tower Lord help us cried the vicar, t'is judgement come Not so said the verger, t'is a hundred weight of dung (Repeat Chorus) Now his aim was straight and true, and when his arms start flailing We'd all duck out the way when they gurt brown lumps go sailing Just leave our old man where the dung lies piled up thick And he'll make it fly for miles with his gurt big blackthorn stick (Repeat Chorus) [Spoken] Come on there Doris, ha ha Now as you all can see, Father was quite contented He had the finest job since working was invented And when our old man, laid him down to die In a forty-acre field, with the dung piled six foot high (Repeat Chorus) Hi ho fiddle iddle-o, Chesterfield to Cheddar Hi ho woh oh oh oh oh oh oh [Spoken] Just hang on to something really solid girls, this is where the knicker elastic is going to go He's the champion dung spreader Track 3 The Marrow SongThere's a man lives down the street I'd like you all to know He grew a great big marrow for the local flower show When the story got around they came from far and wide When they saw the size of it all the ladies cried (Chorus) Oh! What a beauty, I've never seen one as big as that before Oh! What a beauty, It must be two foot long or even more It's such a lovely colour, so nice and round and fat I never thought a marrow could grow as big as that Oh! what a beauty, I've never seen one as big as that before He was leaning on his garden gate the other day He beckoned to a lady who lived just across the way He took her down the garden path and showed her it with pride When she saw the size of it that little lady cried (Repeat Chorus) Then the flower show began and everybody went To see his great big marrow lying there inside the tent Then the judges came around to give the prizes out They only took one look at it and they began to shout (Repeat Chorus) [Shout] Everybody (Repeat Chorus) I've never seen one as big as that before I've never seen one as big as that beforeTrack 4 Farmer Bill's Cowman [Spoken] It's a hard life when you work on the farm Down on the farm, I don't need no alarm I rise from me bed at five thirty Around six o'clock, I puts on me smock I feel just like Burlington Bertie Out in the pen, there's a broody old hen She is as wild as a tiger You try to touch her egg, and she'll bite off your leg I feeds her on faggots and cider (Chorus) La la la la, ooh arr ooh arr ah They call me Farmer Bill's Cowman La la la la, ooh arr ooh arr ah I'm proud to be Farmer Bill's Cowman [Spoken] She were a proper little Rhode Island red, she was I works very hard, out in the yard Just squelching around in the muck sir I drink every night, plays tricks with me sight I can't tell a drake from a duck sir I felt such a fool, tried milking the bull He must have enjoyed it somehow man Now every day at three, he comes and says (I'm free) That's why I'm Farmer Bill's Cowman (Repeat Chorus) [Spoken] I think he had his eye on I you know, ha ha Day after day, I labours away As work in the farmyard keeps piling With shovel and stick, I lays it on thick In spite of the sight I keep smiling It was love at first sight, I loved her all right But she was engaged to the ploughman Now I'm her debonair Somerset millionaire I'm only Farmer Bill's Cowman (Repeat Chorus) [Spoken] Come on (Repeat Chorus) [Spoken] And the girls (Repeat Chorus) Proud to be Farmer Bill's Cowman Proud to be Farmer Bill's Cowman [Spoken] There aint no better job than when youm working on the farm boy ha ha Track 5 The Shepton Mallet MatadorNow Jacko was so happy, just working on the farm With the cows and the chickens, he couldn't do no harm For years and years he worked, and he scraped, and he saved (he scraped and saved) [Spoken] That's lovely To take one day the holiday he craved But now he'll never be the same again (the same again) [Spoken] That's even lovelier Since he took that holiday in Spain (Chorus) Ho ho make way for that Timsbury torero Ole for that Somerset senor He's a real Westcountry caballero The Shepton Mallet matador Now the boys in the village all think it's very queer The way that Jacko drinks wine instead of beer And they say he's swapped his favourite cider jar For a bottle of sherry and a thirty-bob guitar (Repeat Chorus) Now the pigs and chickens are digging up the dirt When Jacko comes waving his old red flannel shirt And he's always chasing round the old red cow Cos, he thinks that he's a real bullfighter now (Repeat Chorus) Now on the farm if you hear hoots and howls It's Jacko playing flamenco with the fowls And every time he clicks those castanets Instead of eggs, the hens lay omelettes (Repeat Chorus) [Instrumental] (Repeat Chorus) Now the farmer's missis went wild with delight When Jacko serenaded her last night (la la la la la la la la la la la la) And the farmer stopped him singing Cielito Lindo With a bucket of summat he threw from a bedroom window Ho ho make way for that Timsbury torero (Clap your hands) Ole for that Somerset senor (Everybody clap your hands) [Spoken] Let's salsa He's a real Westcountry caballero (woh yeah) The Shepton Mallet matador Come on my babbies, ha ha La la la la la la la, viva Chew Magna All right La la la la la la la, The Shepton Mallet matador Ariba ariba ariba, oh yeah Track 6 Chitterling (Chorus) Chitterling, chitterling, chitterling Chitterling is all I crave Fill I up with chitterling And think of all the cash you'll save You can do Irish stew or cordon bleu Stuff it where you stuff your fancy suits You can buy it soft or hard, by the pound or by the yard Chitterling's the stuff to give the troops Now back in Queen Victoria's time they held a grand affair A real royal spree at the Russian Embassy Old Albert and Victoria they went there for the ride Thinking it a change from toast for tea Her Majesty was not amused when right in front the Tsar Old Albert coughed, and his false teeth shot out And as they fell into a bucket full of caviar The royal consort he began to shout (Repeat Chorus) Now when William Shakespeare wrote his famous Taming Of The Shrew He couldn't sleep at night, stayed awake by candlelight He broke his pen and burnt the midnight oil to no avail Cos nowt could save him from his sorry plight When suddenly a knock was heard, (knock knock) as he went to retire It was his sweetheart Annie Hathaway She said oh Will I've come to give you all that you desire His eyes lit up and he began to say (Repeat Chorus) On the fifth day of November back in sixteen hundred and five A stealthy figure went, to the Houses of Parliament And beneath his cloak he carried a gurt barrel in his hand It was Guy Fawkes that night on mischief bent [Spoken] Oh, was he? I didn't know that A soldier of the Royal Guard said hello, what's this yer A-spying of the cask beneath his cloak Pray tell I sire what's in that cask, I'm sure it can't be scrump Old Guy took off his hat and softly spoke (Repeat Chorus) [Shout] Altogether (Repeat Chorus) Chitterling's the stuff to give the troops Lyrics Kindly transcribed by M.Pelling & E.Bryant, Verified by Professor Wurzel
Track 7 Don't Tell I Tell 'eeWell I've never been to school, never been to college Sooner be dead than stuff me head with a load of useless knowledge I never couldn't see, no point in history Cos, I wunt there, so I don't care So, don't tell I tell 'ee (Chorus) Don't tell I tell 'ee, that's my philosophy When folks do swear and tear their hair Don't tell I tell 'ee Young Sarah Jones one day, got in the family way Her Father come with a gurt big gun, said “you'll have to pay” And ‘er chased I up a tree, and I hollered “leave I be Cos, I happen to know, it were your son Joe So, don't blame I blame 'ee” (Repeat Chorus) While cycling out one night, a PC came in sight He’ll make it hot, cos I aint got, no brakes no bell no light “I'll sling the book at thee”, that copper said with glee I said “sling all you like, t'is your Dad's bike So, don't blame I, blame 'ee” (Repeat Chorus) Now we got a lift to town, with good old Farmer Brown On a ten-ton truck, wi' a loada muck, that's when he set us down A drink we did agree, would be good for we The barmaid rose, she held her nose I said “don't smell I smell 'ee” (Repeat Chorus) [Spoken] Then the vicar comed along then, oh Old vicar came along, he said “you know t'is wrong” “You gets tight on a Friday night”, I answered 'ee real strong “Now vicar you'll agree, the Lord created me And I'm afraid that's how I'm made So, don't tell I tell 'ee” (Repeat Chorus) [Shout] Off we go (Repeat Chorus) Don't tell I tell 'ee, that's my philosophy And I'm afraid that's how I'm made So, don't tell I tell 'ee, yeah Track 8 Give Me EnglandLast year we took a chance, and went to Paree France But all those can-canning girls led us quite a dance They Folies Bergeres, aint all they seem to be Cos when a girl says no no, she means ooh arr oui oui (Chorus) So, give me England every time my dear Give me England any time of year Come on everybody raise a cheer, far and near For the birds and the booze now that summer's here And when the zouk is played, a Grecian serenade We shed a tear in our beer for the price we paid This aint no place to be, complained old Timmy Lee Aint got no bingo, the lingo's all Greek to me (Repeat Chorus) I'll never go again, across to sunny Spain To serenade a senorita 'neath her windowpane What a palaver, on the Costa Brava I didn't know the matador was her Father (Repeat Chorus) In nineteen-seventy we went to Italy To sample all the delights down in Napoli The senorinas there, would not be keener there Cos I've a scar from her Dad to prove that I was there So, give me England every time my dear Give me England any time of year Come on everybody raise a cheer, far and near For the birds and the booze now that summer's Birds and the booze now that summer's Birds and the booze now that summer's here Track 9 I'll Never Get a Scrumpy HereNow old jolly Jack was a hard-working chap And he longed for the chance to be free He stuck a pin in the map as it laid on his lap And he stuck it in gay Paree It were quite by chance that he'd heard of France Cos he'd never been away before He was straight off the boat with his ten-bob note When his heart fell through the floor (Chorus) Oh, I'll never get a scrumpy here No, I'll never get a nice mild beer Give me England every time my dear Cos you never get surprises living in Devizes However hard I bloomin’ try Seems I'll never get a hot meat pie In old Somerset's where I'll lie When I die, hi, hi, hi, hi So, he made his way in complete dismay Where the folks all goes at night And standing there was a girl so fair Her eyes was shining bright Put his hand in his pocket and it felt like a rocket Glowing in his hand like a flame So, he winked his eye, and she give a cry Et vous chicken? No, I'm game (Repeat Chorus) When I die, hi hi (Repeat Chorus) Die hi, hi, hi, hi Die hi, hi, hi, hi When I die Track 10 I Am A Cider Drinker[Spoken] Come on you cider drinking people you When the moon shines on the cowshed And we're rolling in the hay All the cows are up there grazing And the milk is on its way (Chorus) I am a cider drinker I drinks it all of the day I am a cider drinker It soothes all me troubles away Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay It's so cosy, in the kitchen With the smell of rabbit stew When the breeze blows, 'cross the farmyard You can smell the cowshed too [Spoken] Aw I never smelt nothing like you lot in all me life When those combine wheels stops turning And the hard day's work is done There's a pub around the corner It's the place we'll have our fun [Spoken] We'll have some fun an' all now (Repeat Chorus) [Spoken] Come on Mabel Dear old Mabel, when she's able We takes a stroll down Lover's Lane And we sinks a pint of scrumpy And we plays old nature's game [Spoken] Cor arr But we ends up in the duckpond When the pub decides to close With me britches full of tadpoles And the newts between me toes (Repeat Chorus) [Spoken] Everybody get 'un up there now (Repeat Chorus) Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay [Spoken] Well sincerely folks, I'd like to thank you all for being such a wonderful crowd here tonight I wish you all the very best of happiness and luck and until we meet again in the country lanes of the wonderful Westcountry, goodnight to you all and God bless you all, and thank you Track 11 Don't Look Back In Anger Slip inside the eye of your mind I you know you might find A better place to play You said that you've never been But all the things that you've seen Slowly fade away So I'll start a revolution from my bed (oooh) Cos you said the brains I had went to my head Step outside, Summertime's in bloom Stand up beside the fireplace Take that look from off your face You aint ever gonna burn my heart out (Chorus) So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late As we're walking on by Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger I heard you say Take I to the place where you go Where nobody knows If it's not our day Please don't put your life in the hands Of a rock and roll band Throw it all away Gonna start a revolution from my bed (oooh) Cos you said the brains I had went to my head (oh ho ho) Step outside Summertime's in bloom (that's nice) Stand up beside the fireplace Take that look from off your face You ain’t ever gonna burn my heart out (Repeat chorus) Ooh arr ooh, ooh arr ooh Ooh arr ooh, ooh arr, Ooh arr, ooh arr (Repeat chorus) Let me hear you now (Repeat chorus) Everybody So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late As we're walking on by Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger Don't look back in anger, I heard you say At least not today my babby Ha ha ha ha Track 12 Combine Harvester Who loves ya baby? Ha C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in perfect harmony (Chorus) I got a brand new combine harvester and I'll give you the key Come on now let's get together in perfect harmony I got twenty acres, and you got forty three Now I got a brand new combine harvester and I'll give you the key I drove my tractor through your haystack last night (oh ar oh ar) I threw my pitchfork at your dog to keep quiet (oh ar oh ar) Now something's telling me, that youm avoiding me (oh ar oh ar) Come on now darling you got, something I need, cos (Repeat chorus) C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in perfect harmony I'll stick by you I'll give you all that you need (oh ar oh ar) We'll have twins and triplets, I'm a man built for speed (oh ar oh ar) And you know I love you darling, so give me your hand (oh ar oh ar) But the thing I wants the most is all they, acres of land For seven long years I've been alone in this place (oh ar oh ar) Pigs sleep in the kitchen, it's a proper disgrace (oh ar oh ar) Now if I cleaned it up. would you change your mind (oh ar oh ar) I'll give up drinking scrumpy and that lager and lime, cos (Repeat chorus) (Repeat jump! jump! go! go! over and over in background) C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in Come on now let's get together in perfect harmony Wan’t we a grand couple at that last Wurzel dance (oh ar oh ar) I wore brand new gaitors and me corduroy pants (oh ar oh ar) In your new Sunday dress with your perfume smelling grand (oh ar oh ar) We had our photos took of us holding hands Cos I got a brand new combine harvester and I'll give you the key Now that weem both past our fifties I think that you and me Should stop this gallivanting, and will you marry me Cos I got a brand new combine harvester and I'll give you the key (Repeat go! go! and over in background) C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in C'mon now let's get together in perfect harmony Arr you're a fine looking woman and I can't wait to get me hands on your land Track 13 Drink Up Thy Cider Drink up your cider George, pass us round the mug Drink up your cider George, your garden's ver nigh dug Your cheeks been getting redder, from Charterhouse to Cheddar And there's still more cider in the jug (Chorus) Drink up thee cider, drink up thee cider For tonight we'll merry be (merry be) We'll knock the milk churns over And roll them in the clover The corn's half cut and so be we Drink up your cider George, and get up off the mat Drink up your cider George, put on thy Sunday hat Cos we're off to Barrow Gurney, for to see my brother Ernie And there's still more cider in the vat (Repeat chorus) Drink up thy cider George, it's time you had a rest Drink up your cider George, the finest ever pressed There ain’t nothing like good cider, for to make your smile grow wider And there's still more cider way down West (Repeat chorus) C'mon now! Drink up thee… Cider Drink up thee… Cider For tonight we'll merry be (merry be) We'll knock the milk churns over And roll them in the clover The corn's half cut and so be we (Repeat chorus) Ladies and Gentlemen put your hands above your head and sway from side to side I want you all to sing together those magic words, and so be we And so be we