Friday 14th August: World Premiere of The Countryman’s Ramble Through Crewkerne.
Somerset singer songwriter and true troubadour Reg Meuross had been searching for a traditional folk song about Crewkerne for decades. Fellow Crewkerne resident, Victoria Le-Fort, had been doing her own research and found The Countryman’s Ramble on an online page of a folksong book archived in Canada!
The town invited Reg to set the ballad to music, and to teach it to local vocal group the Crewners for a special event on Friday 14th August. The song tells the tale of the countryman as he roamed the town… and fits perfectly with the visual pub crawl of the museum’s current exhibition. Pub Crawl in Crewkerne: A History of Pubs and Inns. This is a very special event. Tickets are limited so please book really soon.
Reg and the Crewkerne Crewners will be singing the ballad together at the Crewkerne and District Museum this Friday 14 August, between 7 and 9pm. 
Tickets are £7 and include entrance to the exhibition and light refreshments. They can be booked by phoning 01460 77079 or emailing crewkernemuseum@hotmail.co.uk or by calling into the Museum or the Local Information Centre.
LYRICS
You Crewkerne Heroes, great and small, come listen all around Sir
I came from silly Devonshire, to visit Crewkerne Town Sir
At the Volunteer I did begin, and fought a dozen rounds Sir
They knocked me from the Antelope, right into the Greyhound Sir
CHORUS
Here and there and everywhere
They knocked me up and down Sir
I’ll ever rue the day I came
To visit Crewkerne Town Sir
At the Sawyers Arms I do declare, a Cobbler hit me right slap
And with a ball of wax he knocked me bang into the Crown Tap
At the New Inn and the Royal Oak, I had a dreadful loss Sir
So they pelted me with cabbage stumps right into the White Horse Sir
CHORUS
At the White Lion and Cross Keys, they cursed me pretty well sir
So off I went to take a glass, and visit the Five Bells sir
A lady gay, mark what I say, with me began to wrestle
And with her bustle wallopped me right slap into the Castle
CHORUS
I went into King William, they filled me with alarm Sir
So they knocked me from the Trotting Horse into the Brewers Arms Sir
So off into the Swan I went, all for to get a bed Sir
They kicked me from tho Red Lion, right into the Nags Head Sir
CHORUS
At the White Hart next, and the Kings Arms, they flaired me up like winkey
Old Ebdege with a mutton pie, he set my eyes a blinking
And knocked me slap into the George, believe me it is true sir
And Peper with her bustle bad, she beat me black and blue sir
CHORUS
I went back to the William, old Champey knocked me down Sir
and with a sh— blanket beat me over our Town sir
With his come-than-them he played a tune, and lab-a-lew the spear sir
He lost his hat, oh what a flat! And then I pulled his hair sir.
CHORUS
I went back to the William, old Champey knocked me down Sir
and with a sh— blanket beat me over our Town sir
With his come-than-them he played a tune, and lab-a-lew the spear sir
He lost his hat, oh what a flat! And then I pulled his hair sir.
CHORUS
So to conclude, and make an end, believe me all around, sir,
I’ll rue the day I came away to visit Crewkerne Town, sir
Jenny W. hopped along, a rattling of her bag, sir
And bang down my poor throat, she shoved her great big wooden leg Sir.
CHORUS
