Queen - The Fairy Fellers Master-stroke Lyrics
Hes a fairy fellerThe fairy folk have gathered round the new moon shineTo see the feller crack a nut at nights noon timeTo swing his ace he swears, as it climbs he daresTo deliver...The master-strokePloughman, waggoner will, and typesPolitician with senatorial pope - hes a dilly-dally-oPedagogue squinting, wears a frownAnd a satyr peers under ladys gown, dirty fellowWhat a dirty laddioTatterdemalion and a junketerTheres a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter - hes my heroFairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friendThe nymph in yellow can we see the master-strokeWhat a quaere fellowSoldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboyWaiting to hear the soundAnd the arch-magician presidesHe is the leaderOberon and titania watched by a harridanMab is the queen and theres a good apothecary-manCome to say helloFairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friendThe nymph in yellowWhat a quaere fellowThe ostler stares with hands on his kneesCome on mr. feller, crack it open if you please