Tam Pierce, Tam Pierce, lend me your grey mare
All along down along out along lea
Us wants for to go to Widdecombe Fair
With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney
Peter Davey, Daniel Whiddon, Harry Hawke
Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all
Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all
When shall I see my grey mare again?
All along down along out along lea
By Friday soon or Saturday noon
With Bill Brewer...
Then Friday came and Saturday noon
All along down along out along lea
And Tam Pierce's grey mare she had not trotted home
With Bill Brewer...
So Tam he went up to the top of the hill
All along down along out along lea
And seed his grey mare down a-making her will
With Bill Brewer...
Now Tam Pierce's grey mare she took sick and died
All along down along out along lea
And Tam Pierce he sat down on a stone and he cried
With Bill Brewer...
When the wind whistles cold on the moor of a night
All along down along out along lea
Tam Pierce's grey mare doth appear ghastly white
With Bill Brewer...
And all the night long there are skirlings and groans
All along down along out along lea
From Tam Pierce's grey mare and her rattling of bones
With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney
Peter Davey, Daniel Whiddon, Harry Hawke
Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all
Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all