Ding dong the bells

Go ringing through the swells

High up in the trees

We’ll go shooting in the breeze

We’ll run up Cherry’s wedding flag

To set the tongues to wag

We’ll dance the dance of fey

Through the drying hay

Raise up, raise up

The toasting cup

Round and round

The moonlit hut

Away, away

Felo-de-se way

We’ll dance the dance of fey