Bright chanticleer proclaims the dawn and spangles deck the thorn The lowing herds now quit the lawn The lark springs from the corn Dogs, huntsmen round the window throng Fleet Towler leads the cry Arise the burden of their song This day a stag must die
with a hey, ho chivey! Hark for'ard, hark for'ard tan-t-ivy' with a hey, ho chivey Hark for'ard, hark for'ard tan-t-ivy' Hark for'ard, hark for'ard Hark for'ard, hark for'ard hark hark hark tan-t-ivy'tan-t-ivy'tan-t-ivy' Arise the burden of their song This day a stag must die This day a stag must die This day a stag must die
The cordial takes its merry round the laugh and joke prevail the huntsman blows a jovial sound the dogs snuff up the gale the upland winds they sweep along over fields, thro' brakes they fly the game is roused true the song This day a stag must die
with a hey, ho chivey! Hark for'ard, hark for'ard tan-t-ivy' with a hey, ho chivey Hark for'ard, hark for'ard tan-t-ivy' Hark for'ard, hark for'ard Hark for'ard, hark for'ard hark hark hark tan-t-ivy'tan-t-ivy'tan-t-ivy' the game is roused true the song This day a stag must die This day a stag must die This day a stag must die