Sportsmen arouse, the morning is clear,
the larks are singing all in the air
Go tell your sweet lover,
Saddle your horses, your saddles prepared,
we'll away to some cover to seek for a hare
We searched the woods, the groves, all round the trial bin,
Then up she sprang, through
Follow, follow the musical horn
Sing, follow her forward,
Tally- ho, me boys, all over the down
Huntsman blows his joyful sound
Telling homing boys all over
From the woods to the valley
Follow, follow the musical horn
Sing for a harp full with the innocent air
All along the green turf,
The huntsman, he cries out for death
All along the green turf, she
The huntsman, he cries out for death
Relope, relope, retiring hare
Follow, follow the musical horn
This fair has led us a noble run
Success to sportsmen every one
Such a chastity has led us,
For wine and beer we'll drink without fear, we'll
drink a success to the innocent pair
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