Heather Dale - Smith's Circle lyrics

The Smith brought his blanket and he laid it before him People came up from miles around To sit in a circle and trade their treasures Each in turn put their goods on the ground Ten yards of trim and some heavenly cider I got a bucket here made of wood and fibre An old leather belt, pins for your hat (I think one's a turnip and the other's a cat) A bottle of beads, some chocolate truffles An old leather shirt with lots of ruffles A pouch embroidered "for Dearest William" A few tent pegs for my lord's pavilion I've got a book here on Offa's Dyke I'll make you a scroll saying anything you like A pair of brais that are pretty much clean And the gaudiest silk you've ever seen A big rope hammock and strips of leather Use 'em how you like (but not together!) A stick of rattan and pewter bu*tons Yards of floss for embroidery gluttons. What can you do with a leaking tankard? What can you do with a leaking tankard? What can you do with a leaking tankard? Beat it into armour! A Norseman's tunic that's just too tiny I don't know the fabric, but it's nice and shiny I've got a big knife with a rusted blade And a bunny-fur top that'll get you -- ahem! I've got a nice gold ring with which to charm her A couple of pieces of elbow armour An old dull axe, a hide of leather Arrows I made with chicken feathers Devil's own mead and a jar of spice A goblet with my old device Got an old bow -- sold! -- but the string is broken Anybody want a Pennsic token? The Smith brought his blanket and he laid it before him People came up from miles around To sit in a circle and trade their treasures Each in turn put their goods on the ground Each in turn put their goods on the ground