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TRADITIONAL SONGS OK UNCERTAIN DATE.
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As me and my comarade were setting of a snare,
'Twas then we spied the gamekeeper, for him we did not care,
For we can wrestle and fight, my boys, and jump o'er anywhere,
Oh ! 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season of the year.
As me and my comarade were setting four or five,
And taking on 'em up again, we caught a hare alive,
We took the hare alive, my boys, and thro' the woods did steer,
Oh ! 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season of the year.
I threw him on my shoulder, and then we trudged home,
We took him to a neighbour's house, and sold him for a crown,
We sold him for a crown, my hoys, but I did not tell you where,
Oh ! 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season of the year.
Success to every gentleman that lives in Lincolnshire,
Success to every Poacher that wants to sell a hare,
Bad luck to every gamekeeper that will not sell his deer,
Oh! 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season of the year.