John Jeffreys - Tom Collier of Croydon

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Tom Collier of Croydon hath sold his coals
And made his market to-day;
And now he danceth with the Devil
For like will to like alway

Wherefore let us rejoice and sing
Let us be merry and glad;
Sith that the Collier and the Devil
This match and dance hath made

Now of this dance we make an end
With mirth and eke with joy:
The Collier and the Devil will be
Much like to like alway

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John Jeffreys

John Jeffreys (1927-2010) was born to Welsh parents in Thanet, Kent, and composed very much in a traditional English pastoral vein. Unable to receive much recognition in the 1970s, he destroyed much of his music and worked as a garden designer for council housing, writing a couple of books on the subject. However, in the following decade, he found a tape of his works and was able to reconstruct some of his music.