Origin: Lincolnshire, England, UK
Type: Folk Tune
As I was bound apprentice in famous Lincolnshire
Full well I served my master for nigh on seven years
Till I took up to poaching as you should quickly hear
Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year
As me and my companions were setting up a snare
'Twas then we spied the gamekeeper, for him we didn't care
For we can wrestle and fight me boys and jump from anywhere
Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year
As me and my companions were taking four or five
In taking them all up again we caught a hare alive
We caught a hare alive me boys and through the woods did steer
Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year
As me and my companions were setting through the town
We ducked into a neighbour's house and sold him for a crown
We sold him for a crown me boys but I didn't tell you where
Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year
Success to every gentleman that lives in Lincolnshire
Success to every housekeeper that wants to buy a hare
Bad luck to every gamekeeper that will not sell his deer
Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year
Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year
