Happy to be your dancing friends!

Ardent raise the sticks to crack so beat the drum and blow the horn,
arm the fiddle shrill the whistle squire a shout around they go.

Raise a jug behold the Morris raise a jug and sport a jig,
raise a jug for sun and moon kiss ‘pon the earth their lovers bed.

From the blossom to the ripe fruit Teazers dance and on we go,
from the fruit until the first shoot of the leaf from tree does show.

Raise a jug behold the Morris raise a jug and sport a jig,
raise a jug for sun and moon kiss ‘pon the earth their lovers bed.

Tatters bright and spin the seasons Bavain grin a dance his own,
round and through the set he weavers fooling all with what fools know.

Raise a jug behold the Morris raise a jug and sport a jig,
raise a jug for sun and moon kiss ‘pon the earth their lovers bed.

Obby Oss a prance a gambol rearing up and bows down low,
Plough Jack sword a thrust pentangle maiden smile the Green man grows.

Raise a jug behold the Morris raise a jug and sport a jig,
raise a jug for sun and moon kiss ‘pon the earth their lovers bed.


Many merry thanks and wishes, Fleas

Thanks for the add .. can never have too many morris sides