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[Intro] C G D G C F G C G C [Verse]
A good many gentlemen Ftake great deGlight In Chunting poor GReynard the CFox For the very best food he does Feat in the Gnight And Clives upon fat Ggeese and Cducks
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In Ashendon FCopse I did Glie And I lived an exDtraordinary Grate A-Ccracking the bones in young Flambs' Gtails The Cfarmers they Gall did me Chate
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Oh, for my lord's horses and Fhounds they did Gsend And the Chuntsmen, they Gswore I must Cdie Which made all the hair on me Fcoat stand on Gend And caused Cme from me Gyoung ones to Cfly
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All down Stony FLane they did Grun me And I gave 'em a Dvery good Grace When I Centered the woods, I did Frest Gthen The Chounds they run Gforward and Cbays
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All through the wild woods they gave Fchase and gave Ggame And the Cgameskeeper Gsaw me go Cby He chased me out onto the Fwide-open Gplain It was Cthen that he Gfired at me Cthigh
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All on stony Ffields they did Gkill me And bloodthirsty Ddogs did me Gfollow They Ctore me old coat all in FpieGces Which Ccaused the glad Ghuntsmen to Chollow
[Instrumental] C F G C G C x2 C F G D G C F G C G C [Verse]
Oh pardon, dear huntsmen, for FI've spoiled your Ggame And the Ckeeper has Gcaused me to Cdie But I leave little brothers of Fmine to reGmain That love Clittle else Gbetter than CI
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And now that bold FReynard is Gdead We'll go to The DDolphin and Gdine Now we'll Cdip his fore-foot in a FbumGper And Cdrink up his Ghealth in good wine
[Outro] C F G C G C x2 C F G D G C F G C G C