Sandy Denny - Reynard The Fox Lyrics
Ye gentlemen of high renown, come listen unto meThat takes delight in fox hunting by every degreeA story I will tell to you, concerning of a foxNear royston woods and mountains high and over stony rocksBold reynard, being in his hole and hearing of these houndsWhich made him for to prick up his ears and tread upon the ground``methinks me hears some jubal hounds a-pressing upon the lifeBefore that they should come to me, Ill tread upon the groundWe hunted for four hours or more through parishes sixteenWe hunted for four hours or more and came by parkworth green``oh, if youll only spare my life, I promise and fulfilTo touch no more your feathered fowl or lambs on yonder hillBold reynard, spent and out of breath and treading on this groundThinking he must give up his life before these jubal hounds``so heres adieu to ducks and geese, likewise to lambs alsoTheyve got poor reynard by the slabs and will not let them go