As I was a walking one morning last autumn
I overheard some nobles foxhunting
Between some noblemen
And the Duke of Wellington
So early before the day was dawning.
There was Dido, Bendigo,
And Gentry he was there-o
Traveller he never looked behind him.
There was Countess, Rover,
Bonnie Lass, and Jover
These were the hounds that could find him.
2. Well the first fox being young
And his trials just beginning
He's made straight way for his cover
He's run up yon highest hill
And gone down yon lowest gill
Thinking that he'd find his freedom there forever.
3. Well the next fox being old,
And his trials fast advancing
He's made straight way for the river
Well the fox he has jumped in
But a hound jumped after him
It was traveller who straited him forever.
4. Well they run across the plain
But they soon returned again
The fox nor the hounds never failing
It's been just twelve months today,
Since I heard the squire say,
Hark, forward then me brave hounds forever.