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Copshawholme Fair

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On a Friday it fell in the month of April, O'er the hill came the sun with a blithe sunny smile, And the folks were a thronging the roads everywhere, Making haste to be in at Copshawholme Fair. I've seen them coming in over mountain and glen, Both rosy faced lasses and strapping young men, With a joy in their hearts and unburdened of care, They'll be meeting old friends at Copshawholme Fair. There's lads for the lasses, there's toys for the bairns, There are fiddlers and tumblers and folks with no arms, There's a balancer here and a fiddler there, And a nut man and spice man at Copshawhome Fair. Oh but now about the hiring if you want to hear tell, You should ken it as far as I've seen it myself, What wages they addle it's ill to declare, The muckle they vary at Copshawholme Fair. Justielle I have seen, she's a strapping young queen, And he asked what her age was and where she had been, What work she'd been doing - how long she'd been there, What wages she wanted at


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