The version I have off of my _Heartwell Horn_ CD by Pint and Dale has the last bit, starting with the question marks in Maelgwyn's post, thus:

Oh pardon, dear huntsmen, for spoiling your game
But the hounds, they have caused me to die
You farmers at home, breathe a sigh of relief
For your flocks are all safe for a time

And now that bold Reynard is dead
You'll all go to the Dolphin to dine
And dip my fore-paw in a bumper
And drink the King's health in good wine

Oh, you farmers at home, rest easy tonight
For my turn at night hunting's gone by
But I've left little brothers of mine to remain
Who love young lamb far better than I