In the heart of winter, when the snow does fall The town wakes up to the Mummers' call With faces hidden, in costumes so grand They march through the streets, a joyous band Oh, come all ye people, don’t be slow Join the Mummers' march, let's put on a show From house to house, we'll dance and prance In the spirit of old, in the spirit of chance Down the road they come, a sight to see With laughter and song, they bring the glee Old rags and masks, in colors galore A tradition from times, we can't ignore Through snowflakes swirling, through the icy breeze The Mummers' march, it brings us ease A time to forget the winter’s chill With every step, the town does fill Oh, come all ye people, don’t be slow Join the Mummers' march, let's put on a show From house to house, we'll dance and prance In the spirit of old, in the spirit of chance The accordion plays, the fiddle sings As Mummers dance, like playful springs Guess who's who, in this festive parade In laughter and cheer, we'll all be swayed Young and old, they join the line In this tradition, where hearts combine With each step, the community grows In the march of the Mummers, everyone knows Oh, come all ye people, don’t be slow Join the Mummers' march, let's put on a show From house to house, we'll dance and prance In the spirit of old, in the spirit of chance As the night draws on, and the stars do gleam The Mummers' march, it's like a dream In the cold of winter, warmth we find In the joy of this march, in the hearts entwined
