| Mummers Song Final Bows |
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| Our version of the Mummers Song It don't seem like Christmas if the Mummers aren't here Granny would say as she'd sit in her chair Things have gone modern, I s'pose that's the cause Christmas is not like it was (Knock, knock, knock) Any Mummers 'lowed in? Hark what's the noise, out by the porch door? Granny, 'tis mummers, there's 20 or more Her old weathered face lightens up with a grin Any Mummers, nice Mummers 'lowed in? Come in lovely Mummers don't bother the snow We can wipe up the water sure after you go Sit if you can or on some Mummer's knee Lets see of we know who ya be There's big ones 'n tall ones 'n small ones 'n thin Boys dressed as women and girls dressed as men Humps on their backs an' mitts on their feet My goodness we'll die with the heat There's only one there I think that I know That tall feller standing o'er long side the stove He's shakin' his fist for to make me not tell Must be Billy from out on the hill Now that one's a stranger if there ever was one. With his underwear stuffed and his trap door undone. Is he wearin' his mother's big wig today? I knows but I'm not gonna say. S'pose you can dance? Yes, they all nods their heads They've been tappin' their feet ever since they came in Now that some food has been all passed around The Mummers are plankin' her down Hold on to the lamp and be careful the stove Don't swing Granny hard for you know that she's old No need for to care how you buckles the floor 'Cause Mummers have danced here before Oh no! How hot is it? We better go I 'low we'll all get the devil's own cold Good night and good Christmas, Mummers, me dears We hope we will see you next year. |
| The Mummers Song by Simani Don't seem like Christmas if the Mummers aren't here Granny would say as she'd sit in her chair Things have gone modern, I 'spose that's the cause Christmas is not like it was (knock, knock, knock) Any Mummers 'lowed in? Hark what's the noise, out by the porch door Granny 'tis mummers theres 20 or more Her old weathered face lightens up with a grin Any Mummers nice Mummers 'lowed in? Come in lovely Mummers don't bother the snow We can wipe up the water sure after you go Sit if you can or on some Mummer's knee Lets see of we know who ya be There's big ones 'n tall ones 'n small ones 'n thin Boys dressed as women and girls dressed as men Humps on their backs an mitts on their feet My blessed we'll die with the heat There's only one there I think that I know That tall feller standing o'er long side the stove He's shakin' his fist for to make me not tell Must be Billy from out on the hill Now that one's a stranger if there ever was one. With his underwear stuffed and his trap door undone. Is he wearin' his mother's big 42 bra.? I knows but I'm not gonna say. Don't 'spose you fine Mummers will turn down a drop No home brew, nor alchy whatever you got Now the one with his rubber boots on the wrong feet He's had enough for to do him a week 'Spose you can dance, yes they all nods their heads They've been tappin' their feet ever since they came in Now that the drinks have been all passed around The Mummers are plankin' her down Hold on to the lamp and be careful the stove Don't swing Granny hard for you know that she's old No need for to care how you buckles the floor 'Cause Mummers have danced here before My God how hot is it, we better go I 'low we'll all get the devil's own cold Good night and good Christmas, Mummers me dears Please god we will see you next year. |
| Good night and good Christmas, Mummers, me dears We hope we will see you next year. |
| Job well done! |
| The young man in the middle was "the short fella standing alongside the stove." |
| They were surprised that the audience really liked them. |
| Granny is singing "Feliz Navidad" with the class after our performance. |
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