Lyrics Join Our Lusty Chorus - Alasdair Roberts
Sportsmen,
arouse!
The
morning
is
clear.
The
larks
are
singing
all
in
the
air.
Thy
soaring
and
sweet
refrain
Rings
out
to
fill
the
air
before
us.
Bring
me
the
fine
ale,
and
the
cider
and
the
wine.
Link
arms
and
join
our
lusty
chorus.
Oh
Gamekeeper
Roberts,
please
spare
me
my
life,
Though
I
bagged
a
brace
of
fine
hair
in
your
forest.
For
I'm
pledged
to
a
girl
who
will
soon
be
my
wife.
Link
arms
and
join
our
lusty
chorus.
And
I
knew
when
I
first
saw
her
I
would
marry
her,
oh.
For
I
sowed
the
seeds
of
love
Upon
a
May
morning.
And
I
knew
when
I
first
saw
her
I
would
marry
her,
oh.
For
I
sowed
the
seeds
of
love
Upon
a
May
morning.
Go
tell
your
sweet
lover,
The
hounds
are
out.
Go
tell
your
sweet
lover,
The
hounds
are
out.
Go
tell
your
sweet
lover,
The
hounds
are
out.
Go
tell
your
sweet
lover,
The
hounds
are
out.
Oh
Thomas
and
Bartleby,
Gareth
and
John,
Ryan
and
Warren,
and
Hector
and
Horace,
Come
follow,
come
follow,
the
musical
horns.
Link
arms
and
join
our
lusty
chorus.
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