Folk and Traditional Song Lyrics:
Jolly Old Hawk

Jolly Old Hawk

Jolly Old Hawk

Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey.  Now let us sing.
Who's going to win the girl but me
Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey

Sent to my love on the twelfth-most day
Twelve old bears and they was a-roaring

Eleven old mares and they was a-brawling
Ten old cocks crawled out in the morning

Nine old boars and they was a-quarreling
Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey

Sent to my love on the twelfth most day
Eight old bulls and they was a-blarring

Seven old calves and they ran before 'em
Six old cows and they was a-brawling

Five for fifth and a fairy
Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey

Sent to my love on the twelfth most day
A four-footed pig and a three-thistle cock

And two little birds and a jolly old hawk
Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey

Now let us sing
Who's going to win the girl but me

Recorded by Watersons on Frost and Fire
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