Mick Haywood's Song Wordbook

Batley Years

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Huddersfield born former Prime Minister Harold Wilson sings Pratty Flowers with Colne Valley Male Voice Choir in 1984

Pratty Pratty Flowers


The very first time heard this song, it was sung by Mrs Kathy Fawthrop during an EFDSS sing-a-round session at the Woolpacks Hotel, Wakefield in 1965. In the following years it proved to be especially popular around the Holmfirth and Huddersfield.

All the versions are largely the same, but each village seems to have some slight variations of its own, Mrs Fawthrop always use to stated that in the last verse the repeats should be sung ‘Where those pratty, pratty, atty, flowers grow’.

The song is believed to be a re-modelling of a much older ballad , and the new version was written by Joe Perkins, a Holmfirth wool sorter and choirmaster, who was paid to arrange the song as a four-part harmony for the Holmfirth Choral Society.

For over a century ‘Pratty Flowers’ was sung, by all in attendance, to close the open-air concert in Victoria Park at the annual ‘Holmfirth Feast Sing’, and it became so popular locally it became known as the ‘Holmfirth Anthem’. It is still sung   at local folk clubs, hunt suppers, after meet hunt sings, and the surrounding villages ‘Christmas Carol Sings’.

Pratty Pratty Flowers
or Holmfirth Anthem

Abroad for pleasure as I was a-walking
On was one summer summer's evening clear.
Abroad for pleasure as I was a-walking
On was one summer summer's evening clear.
There I beheld a most beautiful damsel
Lamenting for her shepherd dear
Lamenting for her shepherd dear
There I beheld a most beautiful damsel
Lamenting for her shepherd dear
Lamenting for her shepherd dear.

The fairest evening that e're I beheld thee
Was ever ever ever with the lass I adore
The fairest evening that e're I beheld thee
Was ever ever ever with the lass I adore
Wilt thou go fight yon French and Spaniards?
Wilt thou leave me thus my dear?
Wilt thou leave me thus my dear?
Wilt thou go fight yon French and Spaniards?
Wilt thou leave me thus my dear?
Wilt thou leave me thus my dear?

No more to yon green banks will I take thee
With pleasure for to rest thyself and view the lambs.
No more to yon green banks will I take thee
With pleasure for to rest thyself and view the lambs’
But I will take thee to yon green garden
Where those pratty flowers grow
Where those pratty, pratty, atty flowers grow
But I will take thee to yon green garden
Where those pratty flowers grow
Where those pratty, pratty. atty flowers grow.

About Mick

Mick Haywood is a traditional folk singer & folk song collector who has run and organised folk clubs and festivals for many years. He now lives in Whitby, North Yorkshire.