Join Our Lusty Chorus - Alasdair Roberts

Sportsmen, arouse!

The morning is clear

The larks are singing all in the air

Thy soaring and sweet refrain

Rings out to fill the air before us

Bring me the fine ale, and the cider and the wine

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Oh Gamekeeper Roberts, please spare me my life

Though I bagged a brace of fine hair in your forest

For I’m pledged to a girl who will soon be my wife

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And I knew when I first saw her

I would marry her, oh

For I sowed the seeds of love

Upon a May morning

And I knew when I first saw her

I would marry her, oh

For I sowed the seeds of love

Upon a May morning

Go tell your sweet lover

The hounds are out

Go tell your sweet lover

The hounds are out

Go tell your sweet lover

The hounds are out

Go tell your sweet lover

The hounds are out

Oh Thomas and Bartleby, Gareth and John

Ryan and Warren, and Hector and Horace

Come follow, come follow, the musical horns

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