Tally Ho!

There's a noise of galloping over the hill,

And the hintsman's horn rings merry and shrill.

See, here they come with a "View halloo!"

Hounds and horses and huntsmen too,

Galloping, galloping, galloping, galloping

galloping, galloping, galloping, by.

The horses trample, the hounds they bay,

The riders' coats are scarlet and gay;

"Ho there, youngster!" the huntsmen cry,

"Say, have you seen the fox go by?"

Galloping, galloping, galloping, galloping

galloping, galloping, galloping, by.

I looked as stupid as I can be,

And never a word do get from me;

Until in anger they shake the reign,

And start rollicking hunt again,

Galloping, galloping, galloping, galloping

galloping, galloping, galloping, by.

For would I be telling them? no, not I,

That I saw the fox go wearily by,

Wearily panting, worn and spent.

Would I be telling the way he went?

Galloping, galloping, galloping-

No, not I!