The Shepton Mallet Matador The Wurzels

[Intro]
Now Jacko was so happy, just workin' on the farm
With the cows and the chickens, he couldn't do no harm
For years and years he worked and he scraped and he saved
To take one day the holiday he craved
But now he'll never be the same again
Since he took that holiday in Spain


[Chorus]
Oh ho, make way for that Timsbury torero
Olé for that Somerset senor
He's a real West Country Caballero
The Shepton Mallet Matador

[Verse 1]
Now the boys in the village all think it's very queer
The way that Jacko drinks wine instead of beer
And they say he swapped his favourite cider jar
For a bottle of sherry and a thirty-bob guitar

[Chorus]
Oh ho, make way for that Timsbury torero
Olé for that Somerset senor
He's a real West Country Caballero
The Shepton Mallet Matador