The Cocking Mummer's Play is one of many similar folk plays enacted in England. The local version has unique features suggesting that it evolved to suit Cocking taste.  It differs from most similar plays in that although it has a St. George, it does not have a dragon.

Nobody is sure when the play last ceased to be performed regularly, although there are theories that it was probably around 1906.

The 21st century revival took place on 21st December 2009 when a version was performed as part of a 'Carols Under The Christmas Tree' event that took place by the Children's Playground.  The words that appear below are those traditionally associated with the Cocking Mummer's Play, but of course in common with pantomimes, a few modern references appeared in the text.

Father Christmas

In comes I old father Christmas.
Welcome or welcome not.
I hope old father Christmas will never be forgot.
Room Room I say, that I may lead Mince Pie this way.
Walk in Mince Pie and take thy part
And show the gentlefolk the gallant heart.

Mince Pie

Room Room you gallant Earls
Give me room to Ryme,
And I will show you some festivity
This Merry Christmas time.
Bring me the man who bids me stand,
Who says hell kill me with audacious hand.
I'll cut him, and hue him as small as a fly.
And send him to the kitchen to make a Mince Pie.

St George

In comes I St George the man of courage bold.
With my sword & buckler, I have won three crowns of gold.
I fought the Fiery Dragon, and brought him to the Slaughter.
I won the beautiest queen, the King of Briton's Daughter.
So if my mind be high, or if thy mind be low,
Or if thy blood is hot, I will make it cold,
For behind that door there stands my score.
And I can act, and boast, and swager,
And drive them all before me.

{Here St George Mince Pie fight with swords. Mince Pie receives his death-blow & falls to the ground. St George, pointing at him, then says:}

Oh Father, Oh Father, you see what I've done,
I've cut this young man down, like the evening sun,
And for a doctor, you must seek for this young man,
That lies bleeding on the ground.

Father Christmas {coming forward.}

Is there any noble doctor to be found
To raise the dead, to heal the wound,
And to raise this young man up from the ground?

Doctor

Yes, there is a noble doctor to be found
And to raise this young man up from the ground.

Father Christmas

What is thy fee, Doctor?

Doctor

Well, ten pounds is my fee;
But I must take fifteen of thee,
Before I set this gallant free.

Father Christmas

Rather a high fee, Doctor.

Doctor

Well, as you are a poor man, I will throw off a farthing:
That will make it fourteen pounds nineteen shillings and
eleven pence three farthings.

{Father Christmas pays the doctor who, taking a small bottle from his vest pocket and holding it up, continues:}

I have a little bottle by my side,
The fame of which spreadeth far and wide,
The stuff therein is called Hallecumb pain.
It will rise the dead to life again,
lt will cure the Hipsey Pipsey Paulsey and the gout
Pains inside and pains out.
Drop a drop on the poor man's nose.
Arise, young man, and show the gentle folks around
What a noble doctor there is to be found.

{Enter Little Saucy Jack, with two or more dolls at his back.}

Little Saucy Jack

In comes I little Jack
With all my family at my back.
Christmas comes but once a year
And when it comes it brings good cheer:
Roast beef, plum pudding & mince pies
Who takes all these things better than I ?
Christmas fairs makes us dance and sing
And money i'purse is a capital thing.