Benjamin Bowmaneer from Folly by Mary Hampton

Have you heard how the wars began,
Benjamin Bowmaneer?
Have you heard how the wars began?
Castors away!
Have you heard how the wars began
When England fought to a man?
And the proud tailor rode prancing away

Of his shear board he made a horse,
Benjamin Bowmaneer
Of his shear board he made a horse,
Castors away!
Of his shear board he made a horse
For him to ride across.
And the proud tailor rode prancing away

Of his scissors made bridle bits,
Benjamin Bowmaneer
Of his scissors made bridle bits,
Castors away!
Of his scissors made bridle bits
To keep the horse in his wits.
And the proud tailor rode prancing away

As the tailor rode o’er the lea,
Benjamin Bowmaneer
As the tailor rode o’er the lea,
Castors away!
As the tailor rode o’er the lea,
He spied a flea on his knee.
And the proud tailor rode prancing away

Of his needle he made a spear,
Benjamin Bowmaneer
Of his needle he made a spear,
Castors away!
Of his needle he made a spear
To prick that flea through his ear.
And the proud tailor rode prancing away

Of his thimble he made a bell,
Benjamin Bowmaneer
Of his thimble he made a bell,
Castors away!
Of his thimble he made a bell
To ring that flea’s funeral knell.
And the proud tailor rode prancing away

Was this how the wars began,
Benjamin Bowmaneer?
Was this how the wars began?
Castors away!
Was this how the wars began
When England fought to a man?
And the proud tailor rode prancing away

• Folk
• art song
• chamber folk
• chamber music
• experimental folk
• folk
• folksong
• lo-fi
• Rotherham