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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There's an old English song called All Jolly Fellows That Follow The PLow. The tune works fine as is for the chorus and with the verses if the tune for the 3rd and 4th lines is repeated for th 5th and 6th. Well, it works for me but my singing has never been much hindered by tunes. It was after that big game one long gone September, the score line was one I’d like not to remember, in a small Richmond pub not too far from the ground, we all settled down with our sorrows to drown. We were well on the way, as were most of the crowd, when in came a young pedlar a shouting out loud. Sausages, sold by the yard or the pound! Get a fresh sausage, the best to be found! It’ll make your wife happy of that there’s no doubt, with her very own snag she won’t need to dine out. Cried the barmaid, “How many do I get to a yard?” “Madam, four if they’re soft or three if they’re hard” She felt for the soft ones, she wanted a lot, but the more that she squeezed em the harder they got. She found not a sausage was e’en a bit soft so she told the young pedlar to go get far offed Sausages, sold by the yard or the pound! Get a fresh sausage, the best to be found! It’ll make your wife happy of that there’s no doubt, with her very own snag she won’t need to dine out. Said the pedlar, “Why madam no need to be rude. And in fact what you told me was verging on crude But you don’t look so bad for a foul mouthed old sow so step on outside, if you like, with me now. If you play your cards right I might squeeze your left breast. If I find I like that I might squeeze all the rest.” Sausages, sold by the yard or the pound! Get a fresh sausage, the best to be found! It’ll make your wife happy of that there’s no doubt, with her very own snag she won’t need to dine out. Said the barmaid to pedlar, “You are a right jerk, I’m a barmaid and never do mission’ry work. But if you're near to the shops and you buy me some eggs, I might squeeze that there pimple you’ve got ‘tween your legs.” Then she said something that made the whole crowd guffaw, “And will you stop off at home and please check the back door?” “ Sausages, sold by the yard or the pound! Get a fresh sausage, the best to be found! It’ll make your wife happy of that there’s no doubt, with her very own snag she won’t need to dine out. For Cyndi MacMillan's pub song contest
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