He's a fairy feller

The fairy folk have gathered round
The new moon shine
To see the feller crack a nut
At night's noon-time
To swing his axe he swears
As it climbs he dares
To deliver
The master stroke

Ploughman, 'Waggoner Will' and types
Politician with senatorial pipe
He's a dilly-dally-o
Pedagogue squinting wears a frown
And a satyr peers under a lady's gown
Dirty fellow
What a dirty laddio

Tatterdemalion and then a junketer
There's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter
He's my hero (aaaah)
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy
Of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow
'Can we see the master stroke'
What a quaere fellow

Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhh, ahh
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ahh, ahh, ahh, la, la, la, la
Ahh, ahh, ahh, la, la, la, la
Ahh, ahh, ahh, la, la, la, la
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, aaaah

Soldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboy
Waiting to hear the sound
And the arch-magician presides
He is the leader
Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan
Mab is the queen
And there's a good apothecary man
Come to say hello
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy
Of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow
What a quaere fellow

The ostler stares with hands on his knees
Come on Mr Feller
Crack it open if you please
Ahhhh, ahh
Ahhh