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james yorkston and the big eyes family players - thorneymoor woods lyrics

in th+rneymoor woods in nottinghamshire
th+rneymoor woods in nottinghamshire
three game+keepers’ houses they stood three+square
about a mile from each other they were
the riders were to look after the nottingham deer
fol tora lie ay

now me and my dogs we went out one night
the moon and the stars were shining bright
over hedges and ditches and fields and stiles
with my three fine dogs trotting close by my heels
to catch a fat buck down in th+rneymoor fields
fol tora lie ay

well that very first night we had bad luck
for one of me very best dogs got shot
he come to me all bl++dy and lame
right sorry was i to see the same
for he was not able to follow the game
fol tora lie ay

i searched his wounds and i found them slight
some game+keeper’s done this out of spite
so i’ll take a pike right tight in me hand
and i’ll range the woods till i find that man
i’ll thrash his old hide right well if i can
fol tora lie ay
now i went home and i went to bed
and limping jack went out in my stead
over hedges and ditches and fields and stiles
he found a fat buck lying down on the ground
it was my little dog has gave him the death+wound
fol tora lie ay

and limping jack he cut the buck’s throat
and he tied the buck’s legs with good stout rope
and i had a laugh to see limping jack
go bouncing along with that buck on his back
carried it just like some yorkshireman’s pack
fol tora lie ay

now we hired a butcher to skin the game
likewise another to sell the same
and the very first joint that we offered for sale
was to an old old hag who sold bad ale
she hired us young lads up in nottingham gaol
fol tora lie ay

and nottingham trials are due and nigh
us three young lads we go to be tried
but the magistrate threw it all to scorn
he says such an old, old b+gg+r should be forsworn
into tiny pieces she out to be torn
fol tora lie ay
and nottingham trials are gone and past
and us three young lads go free at last
but the bucks and the does will never roam free
a poacher’s life is the life for me
a poacher i will always be
fol tora lie ay

now i had my fill of the field for the day
tomorrow quite likely be four fields away
yet the landowner tells you she’s my property
a buck or a doe is a doe for me
a poacher’s life is the life for me
a poacher i will always be
fol tora lie ay

- james yorkston and the big eyes family players lyrics

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