Lyrics The Fairy Feller’s Master-Stroke - Queen

He's a fairy feller

The fairy folk have gathered 'round the new moon shine
To see the feller crack a nut at night's noontime
To swing his axe he swears, as it climbs he dares
To deliver the master stroke

"Ploughman", "Waggoner Will" and types
Politician with senatorial pipe, he's a dilly-dally-o
Pedagogue, squinting, wears a frown
And a satyr peers under lady's gown
Dirty fellow, what a dirty laddio

Tatterdemalion and a junketer
There's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter, he's my hero (ah-ah)
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow (can we see the master stroke?)
What a quaere fellow

Soldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboy
Waiting to hear the sound
And the arch-magician presides, he is the leader

Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan
Mab is the queen and there's a good apothecary-man
Come to say hello

Fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow
What a quaere fellow

The ostler stands with hands on his knees
Come on, Mr. Feller, crack it open if you please