THE HARRIER MANS ANTHEM
In yonder vale there’s calling
The sound of the huntsman’s horn
It’s the sweetest,merriest music
To hear on a hunting morn
Come horse,come hound
To the welcome sound
The grey and the bay and all
We’re up and away at the break of day
To follow the cheery call
Tally ho,Tally ho,Tally ho,
(Chorus)
We’ll hunt the hare in the morning
We’ll follow her free and fast
We’ll hunt the hare in the morning
And bring to bay at last
The scent lives sweet in the valley
And the southerly wind will blow
She’s up and away, we’ll hunt all day
Tally ho,Tally ho,Tally ho,
What care we how the fast be going
And ditches are yawning wide
When our hounds give tongue in the morning
They’ll waken the countryside
And if the run be a clinking one
When the day and the hunt is o’er
We’ll gather all in some bright lit bar
And take every fence once more
Tally ho,Tally ho,Tally ho,
(Chorus)
We’ll hunt the hare in the morning
We’ll follow her free and fast
We’ll hunt the hare in the morning
And bring to bay at last
The scent lives sweet in the valley
And the southerly wind will blow
She’s up and away, we’ll hunt all day
Tally ho,Tally ho,Tally ho,
