11.The Hunter
The hunter, he did cross the plain and then he ventured home
again.
The merry, merry feast will soon begin among the leaves so
green-o.
Jackie boy, sing ye well. Very well. Hey down, hoe down, derry,
derry down.
Among the leaves so green-o. To my hey, down, down. Hoe down,
down.
Hey down, hoe down, derry, derry down. Among the leaves so
green-o.
The hunter is a cheerful sight. His hearth is warm, his fire
bright.
His songs, they fill the winter night among the leaves so
green-o.
To my hey down, down. Hoe down, down. Hey down, hoe down, derry,
derry down.
Among the leaves so green-o.
'Tis merry we are and merry we'll stay. We'll sing a toast 'till
the break of day
And start again upon our way among the leaves so green-o.
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