On Leigh Folk Festival Day

Down the hill to the Old Town

And along the cobbled street

Following the sound of the drum

And the dancers' tapping feet

AND HERE WE ARE TOGETHER

AS THE BANDS BEGIN TO PLAY

AND WE'LL ALL JOIN IN

WE'LL ALL JOIN IN

ON LEIGH FOLK FESTIVAL DAY

With clashing sticks of Morris Men

And cries that fill the air

There are songs to sing and melodies

And laughter everywhere

The piper leads the procession

To the wharf beside the sea

And the dancers move to the four-hand reel

Like a changing tapestry

Rock 'n' rollers, busking strollers

Melodeons and guitars

Music round every corner

Music in all the bars

When the midsummer's dream has ended

And you wake at the top of the hill

Your mind is back in the Old Town

And you want to be there still

(C) JACK FORBES

25/5/06