I have this version, pillaged from the Aspeys and a Stourport based trio by the name of "Foxlocket". It used to be a regular sing at "The Seven Whistlers" Folk Club in Stourbridge, sung by myself and Bev Wightman.

When morning stands on tiptoe, 'twixt mountain and sky,
When morning stands on tiptoe, 'twixt mountain and sky,
Oh how sweet it is to follow, oh how sweet it is to follow,
Oh how sweet it is to follow the hounds in full cry.
Echo, bright echo, the echoing horn - o
Echo, bright echo, the echoing horn.
As she skims through the dew on a bright shining morn,
We will follow the hounds with an echoing horn.
Oh how sweet it is to follow the echoing horn.

When bright shining dew-drops the meadows adorn
When bright shining dew-drops the meadows adorn
We will all join together, we’ll all join together,
We will all join together at the sound of the horn

When Puss rose from cover, 'twas early in the morn
When Puss rose from cover, 'twas early in the morn.
Oh how sweet it is to follow, Oh how sweet it is to follow
Oh how sweet it is to follow the sound of the horn.