On the first of November on a bright autumn day To the hills of Dromena I chanced for to stray I was feeding on green grass that grows on yon ground When my heart was set a-beating by the cry of the hounds
Musha right tallyho, hark ye over high ho Hark ye over cries the huntsman, hark ye over high ho
They hunted me up and they hunted me down The bold huntsmen of Staghan on my tail sent the hounds Over highlands and lowlands, moorlands also Over hedges and ditches like the wind I did go
Musha right tallyho, hark ye over high ho Hark ye over cries the huntsman, hark ye over high ho
There was Ringwood and Rouser, they gave me a close brush But thеy soon found me hiding, 'twas in the rush bush For bettеr or worse I know I must die But I'll do my endeavour these hounds to defy
Musha right tallyho, hark ye over high ho Hark ye over cries the huntsman, hark ye over high ho
Then up steps the huntsman to end all my strife Saying let the hare go giver her play for her life Wouldn't it be far better you killed Reynard the fox Who ate all your chickens, farm hen and game cock?
Musha right tallyho, hark ye over high ho Hark ye over cries the huntsman, hark ye over high ho
And now I must die and I know not the crime To the value of sixpence I ne'er harmed mankind I ne'er was brought up for to rob or to steal Unless for the cropping some tops of green kale
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