Down Monsel Dale, by the winding stream Fin Cop meets the heavens high And in the lea of this orphan hill A lonely man abides Oh Hulac Warren to this cave outcast, For giant bone and stretch skin He plays a tune sad as earth and stone The fiddler fin But by there comes a Shepherds girl Soft she sings her sheep along And that sweet sound pierced the cold spring ground And filled his heart with song Behind the girl, quiet the giant crept, Tapped her tiny shoulder But as she turned horror filled her mind Still Hulac held her First she has fought, then she has fled And she's flown with tear filled eyes But she has fallen, fallen down the dell And in the river lies Oh curse the gods, who made me so For this world was I so wrong? And curse you for the death of her Who filled my heart with song. Well the gods did hear, and they heard full sore And they made their wrath soon shown For in the water where Hulac stood He's turned to Warren Stone The Piper of Shacklow The fiddle of fin The old woman of Demon's Dell Call's them all in.