Fin Cop

Down monsel dale, by the winding stream

Fin cop meets the heavens high

And in the lea of this orphan hill

A lonely man abides

Oh hulac warren to this cave outcast,

For giant bone and stretch skin

He plays a tune sad as earth and stone

The fiddler fin

But by there comes a shepherds girl

Soft she sings her sheep along

And that sweet sound pierced the cold spring ground

And filled his heart with song

Behind the girl, quiet the giant crept,

Tapped her tiny shoulder

But as she turned horror filled her mind

Still hulac held her

First she has fought, then she has fled

And she’s flown with tear filled eyes

But she has fallen, fallen down the dell

And in the river lies

Oh curse the gods, who made me so

For this world was I so wrong?

And curse you for the death of her

Who filled my heart with song.

Well the gods did hear, and they heard full sore

And they made their wrath soon shown

For in the water where hulac stood

He’s turned to warren stone

The piper of shacklow

The fiddle of fin

The old woman of demon’s dell

Call’s them all in.