The National Song Book - Online Music Book

250 Folk-songs, Carols, And Rounds with sheet music and lyrics

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	A-HUNTING WE WILL GO,
	2. The wife around her husband throws Her arms to make him stay— " My dear! it rains, it hails, it blows, You cannot hunt to-day." But a-hunting we will go, &c.	3. The uncavern'd fox like lightning flies, His cunning's all awake, To gain the race he eager tries, His forfeit—life—the stake. When a-hunting we do go, &c,
	4. At length his strength to faintness worn, The hounds arrest his flight, Then hungry homeward we return, To feast away the night. So a-hunting wc will go, &c,
	H. 4868.
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