With a hip-hip-hip and a holler
away went the merry-merry band.
With a ran-tan-tan and a chivvy-chivvy chan
all over the merry-merry strand.
With me oogle-oogle-oogle on the bugle horn,
fol-de-rol, fol-de-rol fol-de-riddle day
and through the woods we'll go brave boys
and through the woods we'll go.

As sung at the Nottingham Tradtional Music Club, circa 1972)

And by Alan Grace at the Beech, just the other week. He lost most of us at oogle-oogle-oogle, but we got back for the last two lines. Very fine stuff.