The Fox and the Hare
As I came trotting over the hill, I spied a fox and he sleeping
A cute little fox and he hiding in the furze, and the top of his two ears peeping.
The fox and the hare and the badger and the bear
And the birds in the greenwood trees,
Oh the pretty little rabbits all engaging in their habits
And they're all having fun but me.
Good morrow fox, good morrow Sir, pray what is that you're eating
A fine fat goose I stole from you, and will you come and taste it.
Oh no indeed bold fox I said, how dare you boldly taunt me
I vow and I swear that you'll dearly pay for the fine fat goose you're eating.
Bad cess to you, you bold bad fox, that stole my geese and ate them
My great big drake, my fine fat hen and the nicest little ducks in Erin.