Public Fruiting
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Words  © 2000  Ginger Hulsopple    Tune:  Juice of the Barley
This  song is about an event that really took place at Hawkwood Fantasy Faire in September 1999.  The Constable came to arrest one of the MacPolk Clan (Carrie Loki MacPolk) and both mis-spelled and mis-pronounced the Clan name!  The Clan, of course, had to retaliate.  They swore out a faire warrant for the Constable's arrest, bribed two of his mercenary guardsmen and marched through the faire singing "Rambling Rover" to take the dastard into custody.  Not being satisfied with seeing him taunted behind bars, they took him by force back through the faire and sentenced him to be publicly fruited at the tomato throwing booth.  We know him as "Animal" and he is so proud of this song that was written to immortalize his ignomy that glorious faire day!

Chorus:
G               C                                 F        C
Singing:  Loosen your arm up to throw, boys
                          G         C
The Fruiting is public today!

             C                         F                C
1.  One beautiful day, so sunny and clear
         C                                    G                  G7
The Clan was all sitting and drinking their beer
        C                                      F                  C
The pub was the Dragon, the keg was not dry
                   C                                    G
When the Constable happened to drop along by....    Chorus

2.  And a lass o' the Clan he did take by the arm
She was sippin' her ale, not doin' no harm
His charges were false and the Clan name mis-spoke!
Now what could we do but Rise Up MacPolk!         Chorus

3.  He throwed her in gaeol, sich a sad sight tae see
She wailed and she hollered like an angry banshee
He soon let her out,for the noise was too grand
And a bloody revenge was there and then planned....   Chorus

4.  The very next day that we all gathered round
The talk was of runnin' that Englisher down
Then suddenly up shoe an idea saw sweet:
We'd capture that man and pull him through the street!    Chorus

5.  We marched down the raod, this summons to bring
As "Ramblin' rover" we loudly did sing
And faced him with charges he couldn't deny
Then es-corted him to the place fruit does fly!     Chorus

6.  Well, we rolled up our sleeves and reached in the bin
The gruit was too gone tae target him in
But it splattered and squished - his head was a sight
And we soon let him out with a warnin' so bright....  Chorus

7.  So take ye this lesson, if you've ears tae hear
And mind how ye speak of what we hold sae dear
For we be the spendid, the bonny plaid folk
That proudly do carry the Clan Name "MacPolk!"        Chorus
 
 

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