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Thread #114888   Message #2461564
Posted By: Sky Sailor
09-Oct-08 - 07:45 PM
Thread Name: Songbook - Folk Songs Of Lancashire
Subject: Tune/Lyr ics ADD: Three Jolly Huntsmen
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O:England
A:Lancashire
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B:Folk Songs Of Lancashire
N:Mike Harding
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Three Jolly Huntsmen

It's of three jolly huntsmen and a hunting they did go
And they hunted and they hollered and they blew their horns also
And one said "Mind your eyes and keep your noses to the wind
And then by scent or sight we'll find sum mat to our mind
Look you there!"

They hunted and they hollered and the next thing they did find
Was a turnip in a turnip field and that they left behind
One said it was a boggart and the other he said "Nay!
It's just a rusty cannon ball owd Hitler threw away
Look you there!"

They hunted and they hollered and the next thing they did find
A tattered boggart in a field and that they left behind
One said it was a boggart and the other he said "Nay!
It's just a drunken tinker who's gone and lost his way
Look you there!"

They hunted and they hollered and the next thing they did find
Two lovers in a lane and those they left behind
One said as it were boggarts and the other he said "Nay!
It's just two raving lunatics who tried to run away
Look you there!"

They hunted and they hollered and the next thing they did find
An old pig lying in a poke and that they left behind
One said it was a boggart and the other he said "Nay!
It's just a Manchester alderman who hasn't much to say
Look you there!"

They hunted and they hollered and the next thing they did find
An old crow lying dead and still and that they left behind
One said it was a boggart and the other he said "Nay!
It's just a dirty blackin' brush somebody's thrown away
Look you there!"

They hunted and they hollered till the settin' of the sun
And they'd nowt to bring away at last when t' huntin' day were done
Said one unto the other "This huntin' doesn't pay
But we've powlered up and down a bit and had a rattlin' day."