I never really fell in love
Till I went out to fake an affair
I chanced for the meet with a carnival girl
I was selling my fortunes there
Try for a lamp, or a Spanish soul,
But all the while her eyes were saying
Oh, come take a chance on me
Give the wheel a fortune of wool
The finest prize at Faeclan Fair
Is that pretty carnival girl
Her eyes were blue and her
And her lips, were soft and red
And I'd never seen a shape like hers,
had my eyes nearly popped from my head
But I was young and innocent,
oh but still even I could see
said come take a chance on me
give the wheel of fortune away
The finest prize at Fakenham Fair
is the pretty carnival girl
The old boy said, she's not for you
Now what will the old people think?
Just as quick as an eye could wink
And the finest day in all my life,
whatever may come to pass
Is the day that I went to Fakenham Fair,
and I won me the carnival, alas
So swing around, the merry -go -round,
give the wheel of fortune a whirl
The finest prize at Fakenham Fair
Is the pretty carnival girl
So swing around, the merry -go -round
Give the wheel of fortune a whirl
The finest prize that they confer
Is the pretty carnival girl