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"The Wurzels Live" CD


This was the first album of new material produced by The Wurzels on the CD format. It was a private release in 2002 (alongside a video) by APR Media Centre reference number 07000 10 20 30.

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The Band Line-Up:

Band line-up for this release was Tommy Banner (accordion, piano, vocals), Pete Budd (banjo, guitar, lead vocals), John Morgan (drums) and Dave Wintour (bass). Dave Wintour left the band shortly after this CD was recorded.

Track Listing:

  • 1. Introduction
    2. The Blackbird (Banner/Baylis/Budd)
    3. The Champion Dungspreader (A Cutler)
    4. I Wish I Was Back On The Farm   (R MacDougal)
    5. Twice Daily (A Cutler)
    6. The Combine Harvester  (Melanie Safka)
    7. Somerset Jigolo (Banner)
  • 8. The Wurzel Rock (David Rookfield)
    9. All Over Mendip (A Cutler)
    10. Morning Glory (Fletcher/Flett)
    11. Malt 'n' Barley Blues (McGuiness)
    12. Drink up Thy Zider (A Cutler)
    13. I Am A Cider Drinker(H Bouwens)

The CD Album:

The Wurzels Live is as the name suggests taken from a live gig by The Wurzels. It took place at the Conygre Hall, Timsbury  on the 2nd June 2002 at 8.30 p.m. The CD is slightly edited down from the video but both contain the same tracks. It is the only full  Wurzels  show that has been released for commercial sale. The case insert is a single piece of glossy-paper with the track listing and images of the band taken from the video. No further information is given.

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The video that accompanied this CD release, the only officially-released full-length video to date, was produced on the VHS format by APR Media Centre of Taunton, and is much sought after by collectors. The track order was the same as that on the CD but included all the additional inter-song chat that was edited out for the CD.

Collectors' Extras:

A signed case insert is always a good addition to a collection. Two examples here have a dedication from Pete Budd and Tommy Banner on the insert artwork; the second is autographed by Tommy Banner, Pete Budd, John Morgan and Jai Howe. Jai had joined the band around the time of the release of this CD.

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Another signed insert - this time from the VHS video version of this 'live' album - autographed by Tommy Banner and Pete Budd, 

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The Wurzels Live - Song Lyrics

  • 1. Introduction
    2. The Blackbird
    3. The Champion Dungspreader
    4. I Wish I Was Back On The Farm
    5. Twice Daily
    6. The Combine Harvester
    7. Somerset Jigolo 
  • 8. The Wurzel Rock
    9. All Over Mendip
    10. Morning Glory
    11. Malt 'n' Barley Blues
    12. Drink up Thy Zider
    13. I Am A Cider Drinker

Track 1    Introduction

Track 2    The Blackbird

Where be the blackbird to, I knows where he be
He be up yon Wurzel tree and I be after 'ee
Now I sees 'ee, and 'ee sees I
Buggered if I don't get him
With a gurt big stick I'll knock him down
Blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee
La la la la la la, la la la la la la
How's your Father? All right

All me life I'm on the farm, working for me keep
Tending pigs and chickens, and they cows and sheep
But everywhere I'm working, there's one who always mocks me
He's hiding somewhere up thit tree, blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee

Where be the blackbird to, I knows where he be
He be up yon Wurzel tree and I be after 'ee
Now I sees 'ee, and 'ee sees I
Buggered if I don't get him
With a gurt big stick I'll knock him down
Blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee
La la la la la la, la la la la la la
[Spoken] Can't hear you
How's your Father? All right

Underneath the open sky in Spring we loves to dine
I likes to hear the flapping of the missis washing line
I listens to a tuneful song, a blackbird or a tit
But on me vest and underpants er's scored a direct hit

Where be the blackbird to, I knows where he be
He be up yon Wurzel tree and I be after 'ee
Now I sees 'ee, and 'ee sees I
Buggered if I don't get him
With a gurt big stick I'll knock him down
Blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee
La la la la la la, la la la la la la
[Spoken] Up the back
How's your Father? All right

No longer can I sleep at night, get peace of any kind
Thit bird'll be the death of I, he's preying on me mind
And though I chase him long enough, I'll catch him by and by
And celebrate me victory with a gurt big blackbird pie

Where be the blackbird to, I knows where he be
He be up yon Wurzel tree and I be after 'ee
Now I sees 'ee, and 'ee sees I
Buggered if I don't get him
With a gurt big stick I'll knock him down
Blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee
With a gurt big stick I'll knock him down
Blackbird I'll 'ave 'ee
La la la la la la, la la la la la la
How's your Father? All right

Yeah there and all my darlings, oh ar

[Spoken] How's your Father? All right


Track 3    The Champion Dungspreader

Now some folks like to boast, about their Father's occupation
Dustmen and the likes, in other situations
Not so, our old man, working was his pride
In his hobnail boots and gaiters, and his dungfork at his side

(Chorus)
Hi ho fiddle iddle o, Chesterfield and Cheddar
Hi ho the folks all know he's the champion dung spreader

[Spoken] Come on let's see your hands all going now
Everybody clap your hands

Now many years ago, when Dad was in his power
With a mighty two hand swipe, he hit the old church tower
Lord help us cried the vicar, t'is the judgement come
Not so said the verger, t'is a hundred weight of dung

[Spoken] Altogether

(Repeat Chorus)

[Spoken] Come on Doris, ho hey

Now his aim was straight and true, when his arms start flailing
We'd all duck out the way, when them big brown lumps go sailin’
Just leave our old man where the dung lies piled up thick
And he'll make it fly for miles, with his gurt big blackthorn stick

(Repeat Chorus)

[Spoken] Hey

Now as you all can see, Father’s quite contented
He had the finest job, since working was invented
And when our old man laid him down to die
In a forty-acre field, with the dung piled six foot high

[Spoken] Let me hear ya

(Repeat Chorus)

Hi ho, fiddle idle o, Chesterfield and Cheddar
Hi ho, woh woh woh woh ho oh woh woh woh woh woh

[Spoken] How about that then, eh eh oh-ho

[Spoken] Right you ladies out there, hang on to something really solid, this is when the old knicker elastic will go, I'm telling ya

He's the champion dung spreader

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Track 4    I Wish I Was Back On The Farm

(Chorus)
I wish I were back on the farm
I wish I were back on the farm
Where the bulls don't give it over
And the cows roll in the clover
I wish I were back on the farm

When I were just a hayseed, with a straw stuck in me mouth
I packed my bags and I caught a train and I headed for the South
I wandered down those city streets, cos everything was new
But all they coppers moved I on, the girls they moved I too

(Repeat Chorus)

I went into a nightclub, where a lady did a dance
She had nothing on but pigeons and the rest she'd left to chance
She didn't seem to find the cold and the birds knew where to stay
I clapped my hands and I hollered out but they would not fly away

(Repeat Chorus)

I went into a nightclub, where a lady did a dance
She had nothing on but pigeons and the rest she'd left to chance
She didn't seem to find the cold and the birds knew where to stay
I clapped my hands and I hollered out but they would not fly away

(Repeat chorus x 2)

I wish I were back on the farm
I wish I were back on the farm


Track 5    Twice Daily

When I were a lad, I were so glad to go out in the daytime
With me fork and a bottle and a cork, help out in the haytime
Tossing hay upon the mound, I met young Lucy Bailey
I said “my dear are you often here”, she said “yes sir twice daily”
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la

[Spoken] Four times on a Sunday afternoon, ha ha

We had such fun in the summer sun, Lucy was so thrilling
Sweet and pure, and I wasn't sure, if that young maid were willing
Till one day among the hay, we was working gaily
When her upped and slipped, and summat ripped
And I went there twice daily
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la

[Spoken] Ver’ nigh done my back on that one I did

She said “my dear, I do feel queer, I think I oughta tell 'ee
It aint new bread” her sadly said, “the swelling of me belly”
I ordered her to go to Dr Joe, she went off quite gaily
He gave her a dollop, a gurt thick jollop
And said “take that twice daily”
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la

[Spoken] That weren't no Ambrosia creamed rice either

Lucy's Dad, he was very mad, he chased I round the hay mound
Said “my son, you've had your fun, the time has come to pay now
My girl you'll wed”, the old man said, as he waved his shotgun gaily
“If you don't” he said, “I'll put some lead
Where you won't go there twice daily”
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la

[Spoken] That put a bit of colour in me cheeks too, that did

Lucy's joy, she had a little boy, he was a lickle darling
He were round and fat like a Cheshire cat, perky as a starling
Skin were smooth like a cider jar, they called 'im Buster Bailey
They fed him on swedes and charlock weeds
And a pint of scrump twice daily
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la

[Spoken] Little bugger never liked that Cow and Gate, no

Very next day in the month of May, they held the ceremony
Paid off the vicar, with a gallon of liquor, and went to church on a pony
Village folks from miles around, waved and shouted gaily
Now there's no doubt, you'll get caught out
If you go there twice daily
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la

[Spoken] I only got to look around this room to see that now, ha

Very next day in the month of May, they held the ceremony
Paid off the vicar, with a gallon of liquor, and rode to church on a pony
Village folks from miles around, waved and shouted gaily
Now there's no doubt, you'll get caught out
If you go there twice daily
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la

[Spoken] Take heed of what I tell you folks, ha ha

Now we're old, and the story's been told, forty years together
And we often stray in the summer hay, in the good old summertime weather
Kids weem got full ten or more, and I goes on quite gaily
Though I'm old and I'm grey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-yay
I can still get me hey hey hey ha ha
Cor bugger I can still go there twice daily


Track 6    The Combine Harvester

I drove my tractor through your haystack last night (oh ar oh ar)
I threw my pitchfork at your dog to keep quiet (oh ar oh ar)
Now something telling me, that youm avoiding me (oh ar oh ar)
Come on now darling you got, something I need

(Chorus)
Oh, I got a brand-new combine harvester and I'll give you the key
Come on now let's get together in perfect harmony
I got twenty acres, and you've got forty-three
Cos, I've got a brand-new combine harvester and I'll give you the key

[Spoken] She made I laugh! Ha ha

I'll stick by you I'll give you all that you need (oh ar oh ar)
We'll have twins and triplets, I'm a man built for speed (oh ar oh ar)
And you know I love you darling, so give me your hand (oh ar oh ar)
The thing I want the most is all they acres of land

(Repeat Chorus)

[Spoken] Who loves ya baby oh ar now

Wont we a grand couple at that last Wurzel dance
I wore brand new gaiters and me corduroy pants
In your new Sunday dress, with the perfume smelling grand
We had our photos took of us holding hands

Cos, I got a brand-new combine harvester and I'll give you the key
Now that weem both past our fifties I think that you and me
Should stop this gallivanting, and will you marry me
Cos, I got a brand-new combine harvester and I'll give you the key

[Spoken] Ah you're a fine-looking woman and I can't wait to get me hands on your land now


Track 7     Somerset Jigolo 
[Instrumental]








Lyrics Kindly transcribed by M.Pelling & E.Bryant,
Verified by Professor Wurzel

Track 8     The Wurzel Rock

Hey
When it's Wurzel digging time in Somerset
We goes out in the morning dew
Rubbing around in the Wurzel fields
Like Wurzel diggers do
Life could be so boring
Bending over in the fields all day
So, we has to think of something
To pass the time away

(Chorus)
We do the Wurzel rock, ooh arr showaddywaddy
Wurzel roll with our boots wet and muddy
We boogie on up and we boogie on down
We do the Wurzel rock until the sun goes down

Hey

When it's Wurzel digging time in Somerset
We'll hide from the midday sun
In the bar of The Dog and Crumpet
That's where we'll have our fun
But when we starts back a-digging
Our faces wreathed with smiles
And they say you can hear us singing
For miles and miles and miles

(Repeat Chorus)

Hey, hey

We don't need no disco
To dance into the night
We don't need no music
When the sun is shining bright
So, we has to keep on digging
Cos, we know just where we stands
Cos, if we stops for a second
It gives the horseflies time to land

(Repeat Chorus)

We boogie on up and we boogie on down
We do the Wurzel rock until the sun goes down


Track 9     All Over Mendip

(Chorus)
Hitch up the wagon, get out the grey mare
We aint been drunk since Bridgwater Fair
Get George and Jacko, and Crawly and Joe
Get everyone you know
Bring out your brother, your sister and Dad
Get everyone in sight
And we'll dance and shout, and roll about
All over Mendip tonight

Sail in from Harptree, and Charterhouse too
Blagdon and Ubley, right over the Chew
They say it'll be the do of the year
Oh, how we'll all be there
So, drink up your cider, and drink up your beer
Let go with all your might
And we'll dance and shout, and roll about
All over Mendip tonight

[Shout] Everybody

(Repeat Chorus)

Sail in from Harptree, and Priddy and Frome
Weston and Wookey, and Burrington Combe
Barrels and hampers, and their Sunday best
From north south east and west
One thing I'm certain, we won't hurry home
Until t'is broad daylight
So, let it rain or snow, as long as weem a-go
All over Mendip tonight

[Shout] Let me hear you now

Hitch up your wagon, get out the grey mare
We aint been drunk since Bridgwater Fair
Get George and Jacko, and Chloe and Joe
Get everyone you know
Bring out your brother, your sister and Dad
Get everyone in sight
And we'll dance and shout, and roll about
All over Mendip tonight

[Shout] Come on now

(Repeat Chorus)

All over Mendip tonight

See thee up on Harptree Hill, whay


Track 10   Morning Glory

I like a little drink at the end of the day, to raise up me voice and sing
Spend an hour or two with a fine brown brew and I'm ready for anything
At The Cross Keys Inn there were sisters four, the landlord daughters fair
And when all was quiet on a Winter's night, I tiptoed up the stairs

(Chorus)
One for the morning glory, two for the early dew
Three for the man who stands his round
And four for the love of you, my girl
Four for the love of you

I got the call from foreign shores, to sail and fight the foe
And I thought no more of the sisters four, though I'm sad to go
So, I sailed away in a ship, ‘The Morning Glory’ was her name
And we'd all fall down when the rum went round, but we'd get up and fight again

Let me hear you sing now

(Repeat Chorus x 3)

Track 11    Malt 'n' Barley Blues

Hey
Hey way
Hey jump down then you gotta get around turn around oh

Don't delay, leave today, get out now, while you can
Some are loud, some are proud, you don't heed to what they say
Cos it's the booze talking, just the booze talking
Bring on the malt an’ barley blues

Hey
We're gonna sing for you now the greatest cider song in the whole world, drink up your cider
drink up your cider, for tonight we'll merry be, we'll knock the milk churns over, and roll ‘em in the clover The corn's half cut, God so are we….


Track 12    Drink up Thy Zider

Drink up your cider George, pass us round the mug
Drink up your cider George, the garden's ver’ nigh dug
Your cheeks been getting redder, from Charterhouse to Cheddar
And there's still more cider in the jug

Drink up thee cider, drink up thee cider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milk churns over and roll ‘em in the clover
The corn's half cut and so be we

Drink up your cider George, thee bissen’t going far
Drink up your cider George, youm looking quite a star
There's dung all over your taters, and halfway round your gaiters
And there's still more cider in the jar

Drink up thee cider, drink up thee cider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milk churns over and roll ‘em in the clover
The corn's half cut and so be we

Drink up your cider George, and get up off the mat
Drink up your cider George, put on your Sunday hat
For we're off to Barrow Gurney, for to see my brother Ernie
And there's still more cider in the vat

[Spoken] C'mon now

Drink up thee cider, drink up thee cider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milk churns over and roll ‘em in the clover
The corn's half cut and so be we

[Spoken] Everybody

Drink up thee (cider)
Drink up thee (cider)
For tonight (for tonight we'll merry be)
All right all right
We'll knock the milk churns over, and roll them in the clover
The corn's half cut and so be we
[Shout] Here we go

Drink up thee cider, drink up thee cider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milk churns over and roll ‘em in the clover
The corn's half cut and so be we

[Spoken] I wanna see everybody out there now put your hands above your head like that come on
I want you all swaying from side to side like this come on, (everybody), all swaying! You've all seen the Mexican Wave haven't you, this is the Bristol Avon one, it's a much bigger one altogether
I want everybody to sing at the top of their voices as loud as you can brothers - And so be we

And so be we….


Track 13    I Am A Cider Drinker

[Spoken] Come on you cider drinking people, let me see you go now

When the moon shine, on the cowshed
And we're rolling in the hay
All the cows are up there grazing
And the milk is on its way

I am a cider drinker, (come on)
I drinks it all of the day (bit louder)
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all me troubles away
Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay

[Spoken] Come on my darlings

It's so cosy, in the kitchen
With the smell of rabbit stew
When the breeze blows, 'cross the farmyard
You can smell the cowshed too
(Aw I never smelt nothing like you lot in all me life)
When those combine wheels stops turning
And the hard day's work is done
There's a pub around the corner
It's the place we'll have our fun

[Spoken] Are you ready

I am a cider drinker
I drinks it all of the day (come on)
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all me troubles away
Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay

[Spoken] Come on Mabel, look at old Mabel

Dear old Mabel, when she's able
We take a stroll down Lover's Lane
And we sink a pint of scrumpy
And we plays old nature's game (ooh arr)
But we ends up, in the duckpond
When the pub decides to close
With me britches full of tadpoles
And the newts between me toes

[Spoken] Come on people

I am a cider drinker
I drinks it all of the day (come on)
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all me troubles away
Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay

Everybody hands above your head, let me see you now
I am a cider drinker
I drinks it all of the day (come on)
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all me troubles away
Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay
Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay
Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay
Ooh arr ooh arr ay, ooh arr ooh arr ay

[Spoken]Well sincerely Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to thank you all so much for being such a lovely crowd here tonight. I'd like to take the opportunity and wishing you all a long and happy life and most of all a prosperous life, so until we all meet again down some country lane, goodnight and God bless you one and all, thank you.

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