The Derby Ram
As I was going to Darby, Sir, All on a market day,
I met the finest Ram, Sir, That ever was fed on hay.
Daddle-i-day, daddle-i-day, Fal-de-ral, fal-de-ral, daddle-i-day.
This Ram was fat behind, Sir, This Ram was fat before,
This Ram was ten yards high, Sir, Indeed he was no more.
Daddle-i-day, etc.
The Wool upon his back, Sir, Reached up unto the sky,
The Eagles made their nests there, Sir, For I heard the young ones cry.
Daddle-i-day, etc.
Part of an English folk song dating back to 17 century where his dimensions become more exaggerated as the song progresses, there are many variations of the song.
