As promised in another thread, here is the Croppers Ballad. It was written by long time LOH member, Faye Altman, and is sung EVERY YEAR at our “Croppers Party”…which is a dinner (with a few drinks!!haha) party held at Gage Ogden’s house…All the “croppers” have to bring “chicken” for all the “non-croppers” of the year.
As I said on the other thread…when someone falls (it doesn’t matter what excuse, limbs, bucks, bog, etc)…IF the horses’ shoulder doesn’t hit the ground (with witnesses)…you’re judged guilty (standing on the picnic table being judged by the MFH)…lots of hooping and hollaring…and a hanging jury.
Because, of course, the guilty have to bring FRENCH champagne to their next meet for all to drink!
THEN they also are “on the list” to bring chicken to the ending dinner (April) of that year…
But the best part is at that dinner…after skits demonstrating thier silly falls…they all get together to sing this song…TO THE TUNE OF JINGLE BELLS!!
(try it, it’s SOOOOOO cute!)’
A DAY OR TWO AGO
FOXHUNTING WAS MY AIM
MY HORSE WAS LEAN AND FIT
THOUGH A LITTLE BIT INSANE.
WE RODE OUT WITH THE HOUNDS
ALL DRESSED IN COAT AND BOOTS
WE GOT INTO A DIP VAT BOG
AND THEN WE JUMPED SOME COOPS.
"CHORUS"
Oh, Tally-ho the fox is gone
The hounds go screaming by
My horse is strong
I’m holding on
Life passed before my eyes.
Oh…Tally ho my horse is gone
All I see is sky
I’ve changed my name
to Pink Champagne:
A cropper till I die!
