On yonder hill, there sits a hare
Full of worry, grief and care
And o'er her lodgings it was bare
Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho
And o'er her lodgings it was bare
Singin' ho, brave boys, hi-ho
There came a huntsman passing by
On this poor hare he cast an eye
And o'er the bogs halooed his dogs
Singin' ho, brave boys, hi-ho
And o'er the bogs halooed his dogs
Singin' ho, brave boys, hi-ho
And there she's gone from hill to hill
All for the best of to try his skill
And killed a poor hare that never done ill
Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho
And killed a poor hare that never done ill
Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho
And now she's turned and turned again
Merrily as she trips the plain
And may she live to run again
Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho
And may she live to run again
Singing ho, brave boys, hi-ho
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