The words & music of this rather clever song are by C S Murphy 1902. It had a brief revival in the folk clubs of the late sixties, when I learned it.
I once sang in Trafalgar Square perched on the empty plinth. It was a huge televised affair and I think something to do with the British Council of Churches, but I forget the purpose of the occasion and I certainly didn’t sing this song. Nowadays one voice and a guitar would not be considered adequate musical interest, even if several thousand people could have heard me.
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