[Verse 1]
Good people, pray heed a petition
Your attention we beg and crave
And if you are inclined for to listen
An abundance of pastime we'll have

[Verse 2]
We have come to relate many stories
Concerning our forefathers' time
And we trust they will drive out your worries
Of this we are all in one mind

[Verse 3]
Many tales of the poor and the gentry
Of labor and love will arise
There are no finer songs in this country
In Scotland or Ireland likewise

[Verse 4]
There's one thing more need be mentioned
The dances are danced all in fun
So now you've heard our intention
We'll play on to the beat of the drum