Rosie Hodgson 2024
Rowan Piggett
A new protest song written by Rosie & Rowan on an angry car journey. Chanticleer the rooster is associated with the Reynardine myth; in a medieval story Chanticleer outwits Reynardine and escapes unharmed.
The Wilderness Yet: https://thewildernessyet.bandcamp.com/track/chanticleer
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Chorus Sing then Chanticleer Sleepers arise and to him hark The old ways are falling The herald is calling We’ve been too long in the dark You’d have us lay blame on Reynard the fox Who poaches your game, his belly to fill He takes for need what you keep for greed And kill twice as many with half of his skill. Your bloodhounds they bay and bring down your prey You give them a scent but they’re changing their mark In the midst of the fray, there’ll be a day You’ll find their bite worse than their bark The henhouse is rotten, where you rule the roost Caged in their thousands they lay for their rent They can’t break the locks for fear of the fox They pay with their lives when their youth is all spent. Your sheep have been fleeced of their own right to roam, Penned by old papers and parcels of land, To tighten the tether will but turn wethers To march on your keep and make lions of lambs. Your cattle are lowing, you’re milking them dry, As forests fall fodder to ranches and byres The cream of the crop they skim off the top And as stubborn as bulls, heap fuel on the fires. Old Dobbin in harness is toeing the line He’s first past the post though he’s dragging behind To follow the whip and swallow the bit Will see us all yoked to the blinkered and blind.ÿ