The Noble Pig Roasting
It was early one morning, as I was a walking,
I overheard a noble pig roasting,
Between 2 gentlemen and a bloke in Wellingtons
It was early just as the bar was opening.
There was Hampshire, Berkshire, Old Spot he was there O
Tamworth he never cooked behind him
There was Saddleback, Large Black, Oxford Black and Sandy
These were the pigs we ate at Wareham.
Now the first pig being young and his trials just beginning
He made straight way for the Beer Tent
The pig he did run in and we followed after him
Thinking to drink his beer for ever.
Now the next pig being old and his days nearly over
He made straight way for the cream teas
The jam he first put on and after that the cream
Cholesterol destroyed his life forever.
Alan drove across the plain, with a pig came back again
His cooks and his singers never fail him
For ever and a day, Old Alan he would say
Sing on me brave boys all together.
Written after a few bottles of excellent wine, champagne, Port and Brandy by Cllr, Champagne Carol, Cats and Jon Heslop. 2007
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Piggy on a Spit
Nicky's in the kitchen drinking gin
Hi-o, piggy on a spit
There's a lot of big knives, so I ain't going in
Hi-o, piggy on a spit
Alan bears the boar's head in
Hi-o, piggy on a spit
Which one has the bigger grin?
Hi-o, piggy on a spit
Piggy on a spit in a field in Verwood
Oh, what a wonderful thing to eat
David's slaving at the fire pit
Standing there turning a piggy on a spit
Hi-o, piggy on a spit
Hey-o, piggy on a spit
Hi-o, piggy on a spit
Hey-o, piggy on a spit
Kitty sings like a nightingale,
And even louder when she's full of ale.
We like looking at Derek's knees
He must drink pints of antifreeze
Kathy and John are like their cats
They bring up the cream, let's leave it at that.
Peter Collins has a great big voice
When he sings, we listen - we have no choice
We're all gathered at the Wareham Wail
Bloody good singing and lots of ale
The kitchen staff have done us proud
Let's sing our song and sing it loud.
Copyright © MCCCCVII Middell Barre Peasants Collective
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