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Thread #5999   Message #35735
Posted By: Maelgwyn
23-Aug-98 - 03:45 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Reynard the Fox (from June Tabor)
Subject: Lyr Add: REYNARD THE FOX
I think I figured out most of the lyrics to this except for the end. If anyone could help me out with the last verse that would be great. Here's what I've got so far in case anyone's interested. There are a few words here and there that I'm not sure about, so if anyone sees any mistakes please correct me.


A good many gentlemen take great delight
In hunting poor Reynard the Fox
For the very best food he does eat in the night
And lives upon fat geese and ducks.
In ash pit and copse I did lie
And I lived an extraordinary rate
When cracking the bones in young lambs' tails,
The farmers they all did me hate.

Oh former? lords, horses, and hounds they did send
And the huntsmen they swore I must die
Which made all the hair on my coat stand on end
And caused me from my young ones to fly.
All down stony land they did run me
And I gave 'em a very good race
When I entered the woods I did rest,
Then the hounds they ran forward and bayed.

All through the wild woods they gave chase and gave game
And the gameskeeper saw me go by.
He chased me out onto the wide open plain.
It was then that he fired at my thigh.
All on stony fields they did kill me
And bloodthirsty dogs did me follow.
They tore me all down into pieces
Which caused the glad huntsmen to hollow.

Oh pardon, dear huntsmen, ? ? ? ?
? ? ? ? ? ?
And now that poor Reynard is dead,
We'll go to the tavern? and dine
And we'll dip his poor foot in a bowl of herbs?
And drink of his health in good wine.

Well, that's that. If anyone could fill in those question marks that would be wonderful. Thanks :)