The Golden Apple

The Rum & Kidney Men

Lyrics & Melody by Guy Hepworth.

They lurk on the fringes, they sing for the scraps,
Of the last of your banquet and hoping perhaps
For a drop of good ale, the remains of the pie.
At the sound of the fiddle you’ll dance ‘til you cry

For the rum and kidney men X2

Everyone loves them; they play the best tunes
Come gather your partners and dance like a loon.
To the sound of the party, music without score
Forget all the feasting and beg them for more
And more and more

They’re the rum and kidney men x4

Are they possessed by demons or gifted by angels
Not beggars or thieves but touched by the muse are we

They’re the rum and kidney men x4

Come weddings and fete days and banquets and feasts,
Fattening and battening for child and for beast.
For a seat at the table and a toothful of rum
Your feet will be moving to the sound of the drum

To the sound of the drum X2
They’re the rum and kidney men x4