Lord of Wanderers

I once met a man like me

With a downe-a-downe

He was once as merry as me

with a downe

He danced and danced,

He told some mighty tales to me

(c) With a downe, derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.

He said he'd passed the gate,

And now he shall never feel fear or hate

Down in yonder green field,

He danced all day and danced all night,

His hands they were beaten,

So well they worked and crafts they kept,

His feet, they walked so fast and far,

There's no man who out paced him,

He said he'd pass the world and go,

As far as far, as farthest can go,

He shook his head and tutted loud,

And told us all, the wondering crowd,

That he'd never return on his own,

For his feet will be all but gone,

We danced with him and sang out loud,

And for the wanderer we made a verse.

So if you ever meet a man,

With hard hands, worn feet, and a smile to offer,

Sing him our song and fetch to him our thanks,

For we have had never had a night,

With our dance so merry at the river's banks