so here goes Ahem( clears throught )

note: Should be sung to foxhound puppies as they arrive at the houses where they are to be "walked" while they drink their first bowl of warm milk in front of the aga. Preferably with drink in hand.


Drink puppy drink let every puppy drink
that's old enough to lap and to swallow
for you'll grow in to a hound and we'll pass the bottle round
and merrily we'll whoop and we'll holloa.

Here is to the fox in his laer beneath the rocks
and here is to the scent that we follow
and here is to the hound with his nose upon the ground
and merrily we'll whoop and we'll holloa.

And here is to the horse and the riders too of course
and here is to the jolly of the hunt boys.
And here is to the gap and the timber that we wrap
and here is to the blackthorne and the white too

The pack ran swift and true as they ran from scent to view .....
forty minutes on the grass without a check boys

Sorry obviously too sober to remember all the words.

It was written by G melville- white who buried at Tetbury in Glos. Uk he died as he would have wanted falling form his horse out hunting.

Forrad on