Your attention we beg and we crave.
And if you are inclined for to listen
An abundance of pastime we'll have.
We have come to relate many stories
Concerning our forefathers' times.
And we trust they will drive out your worries,
Of this we are all in one mind.
Many tales of the poor and the gentry,
Of labour and love will arise
There are no finer songs in this country
In Scotland or Ireland likewise
There's on thing more needing mention:
The dances we've danced all in fun.
So now that you've heard our intention,
We'll play on to the beat of the drum.