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WILD BOAR Abram Bailey he'd three sons Blow your horn center And he is through the wildwood gone Just like a jovial hunter. As he marched down the Greenwood side Blow your horn center A pretty girl O there he spied As he was a jovial hunter. There is a wild boar in this wood He slew the lord and his forty men As he was... How can I this wild boar see? Wind up your horn and he'll come to you As you are... He wound his horn unto his mouth He blew East North, West and South As he was... The wild boar heard him unto his den He made the oak and ash for to bend As he was... They fit three hours by the day And at length he this wild boar slay As he was... As he marched by the mouth of the wild boar's den He saw the bones of five hundred men As he was... He meets the old witch wife on the bridge Begone you rogue, you've killed my pig As you are... There are three things I crave of thee Your hawk, your hound your gay lady As you are... These three thinks you'll not have of me Neither hawk nor hound nor gay lady As I am a... He split the old witch wife to the chin And on his way he went ag'in Just like a... Child #18 Roud-20 From Singing Tradition of the Popular Child Ballads, Bronson Collected from Samuel Harmon, TN 1939 @animal @myth filename[ WLDBOAR TUNE FILE: WLDBOAR CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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