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The Village Pump

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  • Message 1. 

    Posted by Rollo50 (U10583426) on Tuesday, 4th December 2007

    I've been trying to find the words to a song called The Village Pump. Somebody on another discussion group suggested I try here, as the song is regularly sung by Tom Forrest. Can anybody enlighten me?

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    Posted by rosietonthemove (U2260932) on Tuesday, 4th December 2007

    The Village Pump

    There's a pretty little village far away,
    Where they grow new potatoes, corn and hay,
    There's a tricklin' little rill,
    That works a little mill,
    And the mill it keeps a-workin' all the day.
    There's a lot of little 'ouses in the middle,
    And two pubs, The Bull and Cat and Fiddle'
    But you make no mistake,
    The thing that takes the cake,
    Is the pride of all the place, the Village Pump.

    The Village Pump, The Village Pump,
    The Village Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump.
    The Village Pump, The Village Pump,
    The Village Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump.

    One night the rummest chap you've ever seen,
    Gave a temperance lecture on the village green.
    He said us fellows here
    Was much too fond of beer,
    And ne spouted like a penny magazine.
    He damned the Cat and Fiddle and The Bull,
    Till Jethro aimed a clout across his skull,
    He said "Water - that's for me!"
    So we shouted, "Right you be!"
    And we took him out and ducked him in the pump.

    The Village Pump, The Village Pump,
    The Village Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump.
    The Village Pump, The Village Pump,
    The Village Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump.

    We had a new policeman t'other week,
    A sloppy-lookin' feller so to speak,
    One that thought he was all there
    But by gum I do declare
    He was what you'd call a sort of livin' freak.
    Martha Woodford says as how he's off his chump,
    'Cause one night he came across a biggish lump,
    And said, "Move it, Joe, you're tight!"
    But when he showed a light,
    He found out he was talkin' to the Pump!

    The Village Pump, The Village Pump,
    The Village Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump.
    The Village Pump, The Village Pump,
    The Village Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump!

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  • Message 3

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    Posted by rosietonthemove (U2260932) on Wednesday, 5th December 2007

    Wasn't that what you wanted?

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    Posted by Rollo50 (U10583426) on Thursday, 6th December 2007

    Thanks, Rosietonthemove that's exactly what I wanted. There are other versions but yours seems about right.
    Rollo

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    Posted by Rollo50 (U10583426) on Thursday, 6th December 2007

    Thanks, rosietonthemove, your version seems the closest to what I was looking for. I also found the following on the Mudcat Cafe site:

    THE VILLAGE PUMP

    There's a pretty little village far away.
    Where they grow new potatoes, corn and hay
    There's a pretty little rill,
    Which drives a water mill;
    And the wheel it keeps a-turning all the day.
    Now there's a lot of little houses in a lump.
    And a pub they call "The Magpie On The Stump"
    But the thing that you should see,
    And the pride of you and me.
    And the pride of all the village is the pump.

    Chorus
    The village pump,
    The village pu-ump,
    The village P.U.M.P. pump

    Now the squire he was fond of lots of fun.
    So when his eldest son was twenty-one
    He gave a great big treat,
    There were lots of things to eat,
    And each kiddie had a halfpenny (pronounced "hay-pny") and a bun.
    Now there were races where you hopped & skipped & jumped
    And candy for each one, a great big lump.
    But to celebrate the day,
    In the proper sort of way.
    He put a brand new handle on the pump!

    Chorus
    The village pump,
    The village pu-ump,
    The village P.U.M.P. pump



    Now the funniest chap that I have ever seen,
    Gave a temperance lecture on the green
    He said "you folk down here
    Are far too fond of beer"
    And he spouted like a parish magazine.
    Now he ran down "The Magpie On The Stump"
    And gave us all a great big blooming hump.
    He said "Water, that's for me"
    So "right you are" said we
    And we gave him plenty of it from the pump.

    Chorus
    The village pump,
    The village pu-mp,
    The village P.U.M.P. pump

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