Come to the Faire
Tune: Is Fada Liom Uaim Í
1997 Mary Bertke
come to the faire
ye maidens and knights everywhere
false vows be broken and witty words spoken
ways so rare.
dance on the plain
a few lusty hours remain
all the lads bound and the lasses around
the old refrain.
all who despair
out of your caves everywhere
joy light inspire you and all you desire you
waiting right there.
come as you are
scholars and men from the bar
rogue, come physician, attorney, musician,
poet and priest
those who are granted the least
actor, come painter, come fine lady fainter
join the feast.
come to the Faire,
ye maidens and knights everywhere.
dance and come play on this glorious day –
we see you there?
I wrote this song in 1997 while working at a Renaissance festival. I had
listed to a tape of Gaelic songs, one tune of which was particularly
infectious. I wrote words to sing to the tune because I couldn't learn the
I claim no responsibility for the following verses. Others apparently agree
with me that this tune is infectious. I happen to find these funny, though
I'm sure certain people would not be. I approve of the Shakespearian
apology in the last verse.
days of yore
sang of all that came before
let’s sing of the fighting, disease, lack of writing,
blood, guts and gore.
Pete Carroll’s gain
must work in the cold pouring rain
all crops be blighted, tornados be sighted,
do not despair
the flies and the dust in the air
breathe when you must and feel safe in the trust
you will repair.
do not feel wronged
the small jests I make in this song
delight in each day as you go on your way
you hum this song.