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Title
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Bold Reynolds
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Singer
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Puffet, John
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
Bold Reynolds in Hampshire did dwell,
He lived at a plentiful rate,
The bones of young lambs he did pick,
And the farmers they all did him hate.
Verse 2
Then they sent for Lord Badminton's horses,
Likewise for his huntsmen and hounds,
They searched in the woods and the copses,
Until this bold Reynolds they found.
Verse 3
They have chased me fill forty five miles,
And I ran it in three hours space,
Till my strength it began for to fail,
And the dogs they got forward apace.
Verse 4
They chased me o'er valleys and hills,
Where the gamekeepers shot at my bones,
I have not had a breathing till now,
And I fear I shall never return.
Verse 5
They chased me through Lord Lovelock's park,
Where the bloodthirsty hounds they did follow,
It made my hair stand on end,
To hear how the huntsman did holloa.
Verse 6
Oh, pardon, dear huntsman, I crave!
For the gamekeeper swears I shall die,
But I've left my two brothers behind
That love young lambs better than I.'
Verse 7
And now this old fox we have killed,
We'll go back to Alton and dine,
And dip his four feet in a glass,
And drink my lord's health in good wine.
Verse 8
Here's a health to Lord Badminton's horses!
Likewise to his huntsmen and hounds,
That have run this bold Reynolds to earth!
No better dogs ever trod the ground.
