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Title
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Three jolly huntsmen
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Singer
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Bond, Charles
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
It's of three jolly huntsman,
And they went out one day,
To hunt poor bold Reynolds,
It was the hue and cry.
Chorus
With my whoop, whoop, holloa!
Come along my brave boys,
And it's good, the huntsman cries:
With my wivvy, wivvy, wink,
And my chivvy, chivvy, chink,
And over the downs we ride.
Verse 2
The first we saw was an old woman,
She was curling of her locks,
She swore she saw old Reynolds,
Run among the geese and ducks.
Chorus
Verse 3
The next we saw was a shepherd,
With a sheep crook in his hand,
He swore he bold Reynolds,
Run among the ewes and lambs.
Chorus
Verse 4
The next we saw was a blind man,
As blind as he could be,
He swore he saw bold Reynolds,
A-climbing yonder high tree.
Chorus
Verse 5
The next we saw was a carter,
With the plough paddle in his hand,
He swore he saw bold Reynolds,
Run across the new ploughed land.
Chorus
Verse 6
The next we saw was a miller,
A-looking our of his mill,
He swore he saw bold Reynolds,
Run over yonder high hill.
Chorus
Verse 7
The next we saw was a parson,
And he was dressed in black,
He swore he saw bold Reynolds,
Tied to the huntsman's back.
Chorus
