The Salisbury Ram

The Salisbury Ram/ The Derby Ram
As I was going to Salisbury twas on a market day,
I met the finest ram sir that ever was fed upon hay.
Oh you lie, oh you lie,
Right fol the dal doural lal day.
As sung by Danny Brazil, Gloucester 6 May 1966 (Springthyme 66.4.27). In: Shepheard, Peter. Folk Songs and Ballads of the Brazil Family of Gloucester (1967).

As I was going to Salisbury 'twas on a market day,
I met the finest ram sir that ever was fed upon hay.
Oh you lie, oh you lie,
Right fol the dal doural lal day.

The ram was fed behind sir the ram was fed before,
The ram was fad behind sir it’ll never be fed no more.
Oh you lie, oh you lie,
Right fol the dal doural lal day.

The horns the old ram had sir they fairly touched the moon,
A man went up in January and he never come down to June.
Oh you lie, oh you lie,
Right fol the dal doural lal day.

The ears the old ram had sir they fairly touched the sky,
The swallows built a nest there for I heard the young ones cry.
Oh you lie, oh you lie,
Right fol the dal doural lal day.

All the old women in Derby was craving for his bones,
To grind them up in powders to grease their old rum bones.
Oh you lie, oh you lie,
Right fol the dal doural lal day.

All the little boys in Derby was craving for his eyes,
To kick 'em about for footballs 'cos they were just the size.
Oh you lie, oh you lie,
Right fol the dal doural lal day.

The man that killt the ram, sir, was covered in his blood,
Five and twenty butcher boys got washed away in the flood.
Oh you lie, oh you lie,
Right fol the dal doural lal day.

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