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Included in 1889 ‘Sussex Songs’ collection by Lucy Broadwood
Curate’s Egg: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hhX3IA44q4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hhX3IA44q4
The bright shining morning smiles over the hills With blushes adorning the meadows and rills Chorus And the merry, merry, merry horn cries come, come away (x2) Awake from your slumbers and hail the new day (x2) The fox runs before us, he seems for to fly And he pants to the chorus of a hunt in full cry When our day’s work is ended, we home do retire And we pull off our boots by the light of the fire Come, fill up your glasses, let the toast go around And we’ll drink to all hunters, where e’er they are found