Текст песни Reynard the Fox - June Tabor
A
good
many
gentlemen
take
great
delight
In
hunting
poor
Reynard
the
Fox
For
the
very
best
food
he
does
eat
in
the
night
And
lives
upon
fat
geese
and
ducks
In
Ashendon
Copse
I
did
lie
And
I
lived
an
extraordinary
rate
A-cracking
the
bones
in
young
lambs′
tails
The
farmers
they
all
did
me
hate
Oh,
for
my
lord's
horses
and
hounds
they
did
send
And
the
huntsmen,
they
swore
I
must
die
Which
made
all
the
hair
on
my
coat
stand
on
end
And
caused
me
from
my
young
ones
to
fly
All
down
Stony
Lane
they
did
run
me
And
I
gave
′em
a
very
good
race
When
I
entered
the
woods
I
did
rest
then
The
hounds
they
run
forward
and
bays
All
through
the
wild
woods
they
gave
chase
and
gave
game
And
the
gameskeeper
saw
me
go
by
He
chased
me
out
onto
the
wide-open
plain
It
was
then
that
he
fired
at
my
thigh
All
on
stony
fields
they
did
kill
me
And
bloodthirsty
dogs
did
me
follow
They
tore
me
old
coat
all
in
pieces
Which
caused
the
glad
huntsmen
to
hollow
Oh
pardon,
dear
huntsmen,
for
I've
spoiled
your
game
And
the
keeper
has
caused
me
to
die
But
I
leave
little
brothers
of
mine
to
remain
That
love
little
else
better
than
I
And
now
that
bold
Reynard
is
dead
We'll
go
to
the
Dolphin
and
dine
Now
we′ll
dip
his
fore-foot
in
a
bumper
And
drink
up
his
health
in
good
wine
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