Folk Songs

I went to Henfeddau fair,
I bought a black mare there,
I paid a pound for her,
And great was my loss.
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
And great was my loss.

I fed the dear mare
On water, oats and bran,
Till the creature was too fat
To walk a single step.
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
To walk a single step.

The old mare died
(Her heart was big enough for two)
And left me at that time
With no means to buy another
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
With no means to buy another.

The crows and magpies came
To ask the price of the flesh;
One magpie said:
"There's enough for us all!"
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
"There's enough for us all!"<

Now you folks who are listening,
Great and small,
Give a penny for the song.
So I may buy another mare,
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
Turee yough, turee yough, turee dal,
So I may buy another mare.