Tom:
Introdução:
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You gentlemen who take delight
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In hunting bold Reynard the Fox
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On yonder stoney common I lived
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And I had my dinner on the geese and ducks
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I kept myself on all these fine things
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Not thinking soon that I should die
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Chased by a pack of bloody hounds
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They caused me my country to fly
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Throughout the wild country I rambled
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And living at a fine old rate
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On sheep and lambs I had my dinner
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And the farmers all around they did me hate
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So the Lord for the King's hounds he did send
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And Jerry Balsam, he swore I should die
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I left three brothers all behind
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That love young lambs much better than do I
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And it's down for the stoney valleys I run
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And the bloody dogs they followed me
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Made my old coat stand on end
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For to hear the bold huntsman, his loud "Hussa!"
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And its often times I have been chased
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By the dogs that run I don't know how
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In the whole course of my life
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I never had such a chase and half until now
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And it's forty-five miles I have run
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I've run it in three hours space
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Strength that begins all for to fail
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And the dogs they got forward on me apace
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And it's down by farmer Stewart's I run
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And the keeper shot me in my thigh
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Curse you, huntsman, and your hounds
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For this fatal wound I know that I shall die
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And it's down to the stoney fields where they caught him
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They caused poor Reynard's for to die
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Lord, they dragged him and they tore him
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And they caused his own fur jacket all to fly
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And it's now bold Reynard's he is dead
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They'll turn to the ale house and they'll dine
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Dip his old paw in the bumper
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And drink me Lord's health in both ale and wine