Campbell the Drover The first day of April I'll never forget Three English lassies together they met They mounted their horses and swore solemnly That they would play a trick on the first man they see And sing fol the rol daddy Fol the rol daddy Fol the rol daddy Sing fol the rol day Oh, Campbell, the drover, went riding one day And soon he encountered those ladies so gay They reined in their horses and he did the same And in close conversation together they came They asked him to show them the way to the inn And would he drink whiskey or would he drink gin? Then Campbell made answer and said with a smile "Sure, I long for to taste the strong ale of Carlisle" They called in the servants and started a dance They ordered the landlord to spare no expense They danced the next morning 'til 'twixt eight and nine And they called for their breakfast and afterwards wine They mounted their horses, alas and alack It dawned on the landlord they weren't coming back He said, "My dear Irishman, I am afraid That those three English jokers a trick on you played" "Never mind," says old Campbell, "If they've gone astray I've plenty of money, the reckoning to pay Just sit down beside me, and before that I go I'll teach you a trick that perhaps you don't know "I'll teach you a trick that's contrary to law Two kinds of whiskey from one cask to draw" The landlord being eager to learn of the plan Straighway to the cellar with Paddy, he ran He soon bore a hole in a very short space And he bade the landlord stick his thumb on then place He then bored another, "Place your other thumb here While I for a tumbler must run up the stairs" When Campbell was mounted and well out of sight The hostler came in in a terrible fright He hunted the house, high up and low down Half dead in the cellar, his master he found "Go and find that bold Irishman," loudly he cried "I fear he has vanished," the hostler replied He said, "My dear landlord, I am afraid That Campbell the drover, a trick on you played." recorded by Margaret Christl and Ian Robb collected by Helen Creighton from Angelo Dornan of New Brunswick SOF
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