Twankydillo

 

Verse 1

Here's a health to the blacksmith, the best of all fellows!
He works at his anvil while the boy blows the bellows;
Which makes my bright hammer to rise and to fall;
Here's to old Cole, and to young Cole, and the old Cole of all!

Chorus

Twankydillo, twankydillo, twankydillo, dillo, dillo, dillo;
A roaring pair of bagpipes made of the green willow;
Willow, willow, willow, willow; willow, willow, willow, willow;
A roaring pair of bagpipes made of the green willow.

Verse 2

If a gentleman brings in his horse for to shoe,
He makes no denial of one pot or two,
Which makes my bright hammer to rise and to fall;
Here's to old Cole, and to young Cole, and the old Cole of all!

Chorus

Verse 3

Here's a health to King George, and likewise his Queen!
And to all the little royal ones wherever they are seen!
Which makes my bright hammer to rise and to fall;
Here's to old Cole, and to young Cole, and the old Cole of all!

Chorus

Verse 4
Here's a health to the pretty maid with the lily white frock,
Who's a heart that is true, and as firm as a rock!
Which makes my bright hammer to rise and to fall;
Here's to old Cole, and to young Cole, and the old Cole of all!

Chorus