Bonny Black Hare

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On the 14th of May at the dawn of the day
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With me gun on me shoulder to the woods I did stray
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In search of some game if the weather proved fair
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And to see could I get a shot at the bonny black hare.
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Well I met a young girl there with her face as a rose
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And her skin was a fair as the lily that grows
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I said ‘Me fair maiden why ramble you so?
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Can you tell me where the bonny black hare do go?’
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Oh the answer she gave me her answer was ‘No
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But it’s under me apron they say it do go
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And if you’ll not deceive me I vow and declare
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We’ll both go together to hunt the bonny black hare.’
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Well I lay this girl down with her face to the sky
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And I took out me ramrod and me bullets likewise
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I said ‘Lock your legs round me and dig in with your heels
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For the closer we get, oh the better it feels.’
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Well the birds they were singing in the bushes and trees
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And the song that they sang was ‘She’s easy to please.’
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I felt her heart quiver and I knew what I’d done
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Said I ‘Have you had enough of me old sporting gun?’
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Well the answer she gave me her answer was ‘Nay
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It’s not often young sportsmen like you come this way
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And if your powder is willing and your bullets play fair
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Why don’t you keep firing at the bonny black hare?’
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‘Well me powder is wasted and my bullets all gone
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Me ramrod is limp and I cannot fire on
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But I’ll be back in the morning and if you are still here
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We’ll both go together again to hunt the bonny black hare.