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 lady's gown
Dirty fellow
What a dirty laddio
Tatterdemalion and a junketer
There's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter -
He's my hero
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy
Of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow
"Can we see the Master-Stroke"
What a quaere fellow

Soldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboy
Waiting to hear the sound
And the arch-magician presides
He is the leader
Oberan 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.