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i One pleasant summer morning it came a storm of snow, 1 picked up my old gun and a-hunting I did go. I came across a herd of deer and I trailed them through the snow, 1 trailed them to the mountains where straight up they did go.
2 1 went up yonder river that ran up yonder hill,
And there I spied a herd of deer, and in it they did dwell; Soon as the buck they saw me, like devils they did run To the bottom of the river and squat upon the ground.
3 Then I went under water, five hundred feet or more. I fired off my pistols, like cannons they did roar.
I fired away among the buck, at length I killed one ; The rest stuck up their brustles, and at me they did come.
4 Their horns being in full velvet, as high as Egypt's mass, And they did through my body like streaks of lightning pass.
When they had thus quite riddled me that bulldogs might run through, I being so enraged then, my naked sword I drew.
5 I fought them with my broadsword, six hours 1 held them play, I killed three hundred and fifty, and the rest they ran away.
I gathered up my venison, and out of waters went;
To seek and kill all those that fled, it was my whole intent.
6 Just as I stood a-gazing, the sun came rolling by;
I gathered up my venison, jumped on as he drew nigh.
He carried me all 'round this world, all 'round the swelling tide;
The stars they brought my venison, and so merrily I did ride.
7 Just as the sun was going down, he gave a sudden twirl, And I could hold on no longer, so I fell in another world, As Providence provided, I fell upon the moon,
And in the course of a day or so he brought me safe at home.
8 I gathered up my money for venison and for skin; I carried it into my barn, it wouldn't half go in.
The rest I gave unto the poor, bright guineas out of hand. Now don't you think that I can live a noble gentleman?
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