Sportsmen, arouse! The morning is clear The larks are singing all in the air Thy soaring and sweet refrain Rings out to fill the air before us Bring me the fine ale, and the cider and the wine Link arms and join our lusty chorus Oh Gamekeeper Roberts, please spare me my life Though I bagged a brace of fine hair in your forest For Im pledged to a girl who will soon be my wife Link arms and join our lusty chorus And I knew when I first saw her I would marry her, oh For I sowed the seeds of love Upon a May morning And I knew when I first saw her I would marry her, oh For I sowed the seeds of love Upon a May morning Go tell your sweet lover The hounds are out Go tell your sweet lover The hounds are out Go tell your sweet lover The hounds are out Go tell your sweet lover The hounds are out Oh Thomas and Bartleby, Gareth and John Ryan and Warren, and Hector and Horace Come follow, come follow, the musical horns Link arms and join our lusty chorus
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