Game Of All Fours - Kate Rusby

As I was a walking one midsomer morning

To hear the birds whistle and the nightingale play

Was there tha I met a beautiful maiden

As I was a walking along the highway

Oh where are you going my fair pretty lady

Where are you going so early this morn

She answered kind sir to visit my neighbours

I’m going down to Lincoln the place I was born

Oh may I go with you my fiar pretty lady

May I go along in your sweet company

She turned her head round and smiling all at me

Said you may come with me kind sir if you please

We hadn’t been walking a few miles together

Before this young damsel began to show free

She sat herself down sayign sit down beside me

The game we shall play will be one, two and three

I said my dear lady if you’re fond of the gaming

There’s one game I know I would like you to learn

The game it is called The Game Of All Fours

So I took out my pack and began the first turn

She cut the cards and I fell a dealing

I dealt her a trump and myself the poor Jack

She led off her and stole the Jack from me

Saying Jack is the card I like best in your pack

I dealt the last time, it’s your turn to shuffle

My turn to show the best card in the pack

Once more she’d the ace and stole the Jack from me

Once more I had lost and I laid down poor Jack

So I took up my hat and I bid her good morning

I said you’re the best that I know at this game

She answered young man, come back tomorrow

We’ll play the game over and over and over and over and over again