The sun is a-rising
To welcome the day.
Heigh-ho!
Come to the fair!
The folk are a-singing
So cheerful and gay.
Heigh-ho!
Come to the fair!
All the stalls on the green
Are as fine as can be
With trinkets and treasures
For you and for me,
So it's come then,
Young folks and old,
To the fair in the
Pride of the morning.
So deck yourselves out
In your finest array,
With a heigh-ho!
Come to the fair!
The fiddles are playing
The song that you know.
Heigh-ho!
Come to the fair!
The drums are a-beating,
Come on now, let's go,
Heigh-ho!
Come to the fair!
There'll be racing and chasing
From morning till night,
And roundabouts turning
To left and to right,
So it's come then,
Young folks and old,
To the fair in the
Pride of the morning,
So lock up your house,
There'll be plenty of fun,
And it's heigh-ho!
Come to the fair!
Writer(s): Gilbert Cohen, Nicolas Langlois
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