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BOLD POACHERS Concerning of three young men One night in January According law's contrary A-poaching went straight way They were inclined to ramble Amongst the trees and brambles A-firing at the pheasants Which brought the keepers up The keepers dared not enter Nor cared the woods to venture But outside near the centre In them old bush they stood The poachers they were tired And to leave they were desired And at last young Parkins fired and spilled one keeper's blood Fast homeward they were making Nine pheasants they were taking When another keeper faced them They fired at him also He on the ground lay crying Just like some person dying With no assistance nigh him They can't forgive their crime Then they were taken with spee For their inhumanity It caused their heart to bleed For they're of tender years That scene before was never Three brothers tried together Three brothers condemned for poaching Found guilty as they stood Exiled in transportion Two brothers they were taken And the other one hang as a token They can't forgive his crime recorded by Steeleye Span on "Parcel Of Rogues" (1973) @hunt @trial @murder @poach filename[ POACHRS MJ |
Bold Poachers (Noted by E.J. Moeran from Robert Miller of Sutton in Norfolk, 1921. Midi made from the notation given in the Journal of the Folk Song Society, vol. 7, no. 26 (1922). ) |
