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4 years ago Transcriptions from Nowell Sing We Clear.
Bring The New Year In ~ Pete Coe
In comes Old King Christmas, all dressed in green and gold And may he never be forgot, his story left untold For it's once a year he brings good cheer, our spirits to engage The like was never seen before on any common stage:
For we are not of the ragged sort, but some of royal trim We'll sweep away the old year and bring the new year in.
In then comes Saint George, that noble champion bold Who fought the fiery dragon, made the tyrant's blood run cold And through this world he wanders to fulfill his destiny Well, they must die who dare to try and challenge liberty:
For we are not of the ragged sort, but some of royal trim We'll sweep away the old year and bring the new year in.
In comes a valiant soldier, Prince Paradine by name With sword and shield he will not yield, and hopes to win more fame So it's of these noble champions, both born of high renown And they have made a solemn vow to pull the other down:
For we are not of the ragged sort, but some of royal trim We'll sweep away the old year and bring the new year in.
In then comes a working man, they call him Common Jack He puts food inside our bellies, and clothes upon our back Hard labor is his destiny, from the moment of his birth And the rich take all the money, for the poor will take the earth:
For we are not of the ragged sort, but some of royal trim We'll sweep away the old year and bring the new year in.
And in then comes a doctor, as plainly doth appear With bitter pills to cure all ills, he travels far and near With his lotions and his potions, to ease us of our pain And by his art he'll play his part, make heroes rise again:
For we are not of the ragged sort, but some of royal trim We'll sweep away the old year and bring the new year in.
In then comes Beelzebub, a name forever cursed He's before you, he's behind you, he's the last that would be first Put hands into your pockets, your money he do crave To see this play you must pay, or join him in the grave:
For we are not of the ragged sort, but some of royal trim We'll sweep away the old year and bring the new year in We'll sweep away the old year and bring the new year in.
Coe wrote the doctor's verse as below, but Nowell Sing We Clear and Finest Kind (who probably got theirs from John Roberts) both sing it as above and I think it flows better that way myself.
And in then comes a doctor, as plainly doth appear And by his art he'll play his part, he travels far and near And his lotions and his potions, to ease us of our pain And bitter pills to cure all ills, make England rise again:
Finest Kind noted, "We added the Fiery Dragon verse to remember Ian's Friends of Fiddlers Green bandmate, David Parry, who introduced the dragon when he had too many actors." It's fun when they do it at their annual Christmas show at the Black Sheep Inn in Wakefield, QC, but it probably has no place in our version.
In comes the fiery dragon, my fearsome tale to tell With burning breath I deal out death just like a fiend of hell But once a year, when I appear, Saint George to singe and slay "Clear off," they cry, "there is no fiery dragon in this play."
Nowell Sing We Clear from their "A Pageant of Midwinter Carols" recording
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wx6872iVzZs