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Three Eynsham chaps went out one day
To Lord Abingdon's Manor they made their way
They took their dogs to catch some game
And soon to Wytham Woods the came

Laddie-i-o, Laddie-i-o
Fal-de-ral over a laddie-i-o

We had not long been beating there
Before our spaniel put up a hare;
Up she jumped and away she ran,
At the very same time a pheasant sprang.

We had not beat the woods all through
When Barrett, the keeper, came in view;
And when we saw the old beggar look
We made our Cassington Brook.

When we got there 'twas full to the brim,
And you'd have laughed to see us swim,
Ten feet of water, if not more;
When we got out our dogs came o'er

Over hedges, ditches, gates and rails,
Our dogs follows us after behind our heels;
And you can all say what you will
We'll have our hares and pheasants still

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Source: Room For Company, ISBN 0 521 8174 2


Sung by Henry Leech, Eynsham, Oxfordshire; collected (text only) by Alfred Williams 1914-16 (Folk songs of the Upper Thames, pub 1923)

Tune (The Buckingham poaching song) sung by George Paradine, Ivinghoe, Bucks collected by R.C. Puddyfoot. The chorus has been added with the melody. This version has been put together by Dave and Toni Arthur who sing it on their Transatlantic Record Morning stands on tiptoe (TRA 154)

Roud: 1268 (Search Roud index at VWML)

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