Songs from Gloucester (ft. Silent Falls the Winter Snow)

[CHOIR]
On Christmas night all Christians sing
To hear the news the angels bring
News of great joy, news of great mirth
News of our merciful King's birth
All out of darkness we have light
Which made the angels sing this night

[COCKEREL]
Cock-a-doodle-doo!

[ROBINS]
Dame, get up, and bake your pies
Bake your pies, bake your pies
Dame, get up, and bake your pies
On Christmas Day in the morning

[SIMPKIN]
Oh, dilly, dilly, dilly
Oh, dilly dill

[CHAFFINCHES]
Little Poll Parrot sat in a garret eating toast and tea
A little brown mouse jumped into his house
And stole it all away

[SIMPKIN]
Oh, what shall we have for supper, Mrs. Bond?
There's geese in the larder and ducks in the pond
But my master's cupboard is as empty as Old Mother Hubbard's

[DOGS]
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
To fetch her dog a bone
When she got there, the cupboard was bare
And so the poor doggy had none
Aroo! Aroo! Wuff! Wuff! Wuff! Wuff! Wuff!

[SIMPKIN]
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross
Meow, meow

[CATS]
Old King Cole was a merry old soul, and a merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl
And he called for his fiddlers, three

[SIMPKIN]
Ow, ow
Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle... all the cats in Gloucester, except me!

[RATS]
There was a frog lived in the well
Kitty alone, kitty alone
A merry mouse in the mill
Cock-me-carry, kitty alone, kitty alone

There was a frog lived in the well
Kitty alone, kitty alone
A merry mouse in the mill
Cock-me-carry, kitty alone, kitty alone

The frog he would a wooing ride
Kitty alone, kitty alone
A sword and buckler by his side
Cock-me-carry, kitty alone, kitty alone

The frog he would a wooing ride
Kitty alone, kitty alone
A sword and buckler by his side
Cock-me-carry, kitty alone, kitty alone

When he was on his high horse set
Kitty alone, kitty alone
His boots they shone as black as jet
Cock-me-carry, kitty alone, kitty alone

When he was on his high horse set
Kitty alone, kitty alone
His boots they shone as black as jet
Cock-me-carry, kitty alone, kitty alone

[MOUSE]
Four and twenty tailors went to catch a snail
The best man amongst them durst not touch her tail
She pulled out her horns like a little Kyloe cow
And run, tailors, run or she'll have you all eaten now

Hey diddle-dinkety-poppety-pet
The merchants of London they wear scarlet
Silk in the collar, and gold in the hem
So merrily marched the merchant men

There I bought
A pipkin and a popkin
A slipkin and a slopkin
All for one farthing
Three little mice sat down to spin
Pussy passed by and she peeped in
"What are you at, my fine little men?"
Making coats for gentlemen

[SIMPKIN]
Let me come in and cut off your threads

[MICE]
Oh no, Miss Pussy, you'll bite off our heads
No more twist, no more twist, no more twist...