On Yonder Hill - Sam Lee

On yonders hill there sits a hare

Full of worry, grief and care

And o’er her lodgings they were bare

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

And o’er her lodgings they were bare

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

And the huntsman he came riding by

All on that poor hare he cast his eye

And o’er the bogs halooed his dogs

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

And o’er the bogs halooed his dogs

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

And now she’s gone from hill to hill

For on that best dog to try his skill

And would kill that poor hare that never done ill

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

And kill the poor hare that never done ill

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

And now she’s turned and turned again

Hi Ho Hi Ho Merrily as she trips the plain

And may she live to run again

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho

And may she live to run again

Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho