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BONNIE BLACK HARE One morning in autumn by the dawn of the day With my gun in good order I straight took my way To hunt for some game to the woods I did steer To see if I could find my bonnie black hare I met a young damsel, her eyes black as sloes Her teeth white as ivory, her cheeks like a rose Her hair hung in ringlets on her shoulders bare Sweet maiden, I cried, Did you see my bonnie black hare This morning a-hunting I have been all around But my bonnie black hare is not to be found The maid she then answered and at him did stare I never yet heard of, or saw, a black hare My gun is in good order, my balls are also And under your smock I was told she did go So delay me no longer, I cannot stop here One shot I will fire at your bonnie black hare His gun he then loaded, determined he was And instantly laid her down on the green grass His trigger he drew, his balls he put near And fire one shot at her bonnie black hare Her eyes they did twinkle and smiling did say How often, dearest sportsman, do you come this way There is few in this country can with you compare So fire once again at my bonnie black hare His gun he reloaded and fired once more She cried, draw your trigger and never give o'er Your powder and balls are so sweet I declare Keep shooting away at my bonnie black hare He said, my dear maiden, my powder is all gone My gun is out of order, I cannot ram home But meet me tomorrow, my darling so fair And I'll fire once more at your bonnie black hare Recorded by Carthy & Swarbrick on Byker Hill; Fairport Convention on Angel Delight @bawdy filename[ BLACKHAR TUNE FILE: BLACKHAR CLICK TO PLAY SOF |
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