ENTER MCCREA BLAIR SAYING:
"Room, room, the gallant boys, give us room to rhyme
We'll show you some activity around the Christmas time.
Active young, active age, the active's always on the stage.
If you don't believe me what I say, enter in Prince Patrick
And he'll soon clear the way."
EDWIN BLAIR AS PRINCE PATRICK ENTERS
"Here comes I, Prince Patrick from merry England I have
I have conquered many Nations since this war begun.
I fought Samson, Samson fought me, Samson thought he was a
But he wasn't the man o' me.
Where is the man who dare me stand;"
A VOICE SPEAKS UP SAYING:
"Here I am"
PRINCE PATRICK ASKS:
"Who are you?"
WILLIAM KEE ENTERS AS PRINCE GEORGE
"I'm Prince George Sir"
PRINCE PATRICK SAYS:
"Pull out your Sword and try me Sir"
PRINCE GEORGE SAYS:
"Pull out your Sword and kill me Sir"
THEN A BATTLE BEGINS. THE TWO PRINCES DRAW THEIR SWORDS
AND AFTER A FEW SWIPES - PRINCE GEORGE FALLS DOWN AS IF DEAD.
PRINCE PATRICK SHOUTS OUT:
"Doctor, Doctor...Ten pounds for a doctor
and no doctor to be got"
THEN A VOICE SHOUTS OUT SAYING:
"Oh yes, yes, yes, my name is Dr. Browne"
ENTER PHONSIE TEMPLE SAYING:
"Here comes I wee Dr. Browne, The best wee
Doctor in the Town"
PRINCE PATRICK INQUIRES:
"What can you
cure Doctor ?"
DR. BROWNE REPLIES:
"I cured an auld woman over in Ball Yarr,
She ate the four tyres of an auld Ford car
And a ton of Arran banners that was beginning to rot,
I gave her my ingestion and she digested the lot"
PRINCE PATRICK REMARKED:
"Very good, very good, what's your fee Doctor
DR. BROWNE REPLIED:
"Ten pounds Sir"
PRINCE PATRICK REPLIED:
"Pay the Doctor, would someone pay the Doctor"
THE DOCTOR REPLIED:
"Thank you, Sir"
AND THEN CONTINUES TO TREAT PRINCE GEORGE STILL LYING
ON THE FLOOR, HE OPENS HIS DR'S WEE BLACK BAG TAKING FROM
IT A BOTTLE SAYING:
"Hens, Pens, Peasie, Weasie Goose droppings and yellow
Take ten drops Prince George and arise and fight again"
AFTER A FEW SECONDS PRINCE GEORGE
GETS UP TO HIS FEET SAYING:
"Wonderful, wonderful what have I seen.
Seventeen devils knocked into eighteen!
All dressed up in camels green
If you don't believe me in what I say,
Enter in Jack Straw and he'll soon clear the way."
ENTER TOMMY KEE AS JACK STRAW SAYING:
"Here comes I Jack Straw, such a man you
Kissed the devil through a riddle, through a rock, through
a reel, through an auld spinning wheel.
Through a mill and happer, through a bag o' pepper, through
an auld woman's false teeth
That was never kissed before...and if you don't believe me
in what I say,
Enter in Beelzebub and he'll soon clear the way"
ENTER JOHN TEMPLE AS BEELZEBUB
"Here comes I wee Beelzebub, over
my shoulder I carry my club
In my hand a frying pan, I think myself a jolly wee man.
Last Christmas eve I turned a spit, I burned my finger
And I feel it yet, just between my finger and thumb,
There rose a blister as big as a plum.
And if you don't believe me in what I say
Enter Wee Devil Doubt and he'll soon clear the way"
ENTER GEORGE LUCAS AS WEE DEVIL
"Here comes I wee devil doubt, with my long
and crooked snout
Money I want and money I crave,
If you don't give me money I'll send you all to the grave.
And if you don't believe me what I say
Enter in the wee wran and he'll soon clear the way"
ENTER IVAN KNOX, THE WEE WRAN SAYING:
"Here comes I, the Wee Wran, mother of all
On St. Stephen's day I was caught in the flood
If your body's small, your family's great
God Bless you Mistress and give us a treat!
If your heart is any small it wont agree with the boys at
Put in your hand and pull out your purse
And give it to the gentle Wran
And if you don't believe me in what I say
Enter in Fidley Funny and he'll soon clear the way"
ENTER BRIAN LAFFERTY AS FIDLEY FUNNY,
RATTLING HIS MONEY BOX AND MAKING A GREAT NOISE SAYING:
"Here comes I, wee Fidley Funny I'm the man that collects
All silver no brass, leather hapence won't pass
And if you don't believe me in what I say Enter in a song.
ENTER THE CALLAN BROTHERS WITH JERRY PLAYING THE MELODEON,
THEN JAMES, PHONSIE AND WILLIE SINGING OUR GREAT LOVED MUMMER'S
THE OLD HOUSE
Lonely I wander through scenes of our childhood
To call back to memory those happy days of yore
Gone are the old folks, the house stands deserted
No light in the window, no welcome at the door.
It's where the wee children played games on the heather
It's where they sailed their wee boats on the burn
Where are they now, some are dead, some have wandered
No more to their homes will these children return.
Gone is the house now, and lonely's the moor land
The children are scattered, the old folk are gone
Here stand I now like a ghost in the shadow
It's time we were moving, it's time we passed on.