The chasing of the hare, song

Paddy Collins, singing in English
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It was a pleasant morning in the spring time of the year
The weather it was lovely and the morning calm and clear
There was no one on the premises to keep me in me box
So with my hunting hound and horn I started for the Knox.

You may talk enjoy about enjoyment but if sport you want to see
Just get your hound and walking stick and come along with me
There is coursing racing motoring and towering through the air
But no form of amusement like the chasing of the hare.

I remember well it was the day the Cunion boys came there
We had plenty up for Garners Cross the Bridge and Killinare
From the Waterside and Fulham and a number from Roslea
And a few of my acquaintances from round by Lisnaskea.

When pussy got up on her props she bid them all goodbye
While the jolly hounds they fairly raised the country with a cry
Oh my heart went up a story while this music filled the air
Was for me a taste of heaven with my bold companions there.

We had DasherComer Trimmer Timer on the go
With Lightning Ruben Charmer and a dozen more or so
We hunted o’er the mountain side the valleys and the bogs
While they all kept up the cheering for the Ballindarra dogs.

And when the hunt was finished up my courage to renew
I had a little goblet of the real oul mountain dew
Oh it made me feel as happy as if sailing with the gale
I was singing god save Ireland and good rest to Barney Whale.

I was strolling down the roadway when a boithrin I did pass
There first I set my eyes upon my Stanafaley lass
Arrah boys she was a beauty if you saw her you would say
It was not one bit wonder that she stole my heart away.

She was the grandest you could meet from Cunion to Belcoo
Her left eye was a golden brown the right a navy blue
Her complexion was the colour that you purchase in the shop
She had a long leg and a longer and a most peculiar hop.

True love it ne’er runs smoothly or as smoothly as you would like
A fact I soon I discovered when this fair maid when on strike
She left me for another ‘twas a grevious sight to see
And to think this other fella was not half as nice as me.