Sportsmen, arouse! The morning is clear.nThe larks are singing all in the air.nnThy soaring and sweet refrainnRings out to fill the air before us.nBring me the fine ale, and the cider and the wine.nLink arms and join our lusty chorus.nnOh Gamekeeper Roberts, please spare me my life,nThough I bagged a brace of fine hair in your forest.nFor I'm pledged to a girl who will soon be my wife.nLink arms and join our lusty chorus.nnAnd I knew when I first saw hernI would marry her, oh.nFor I sowed the seeds of lovenUpon a May morning.nnAnd I knew when I first saw hernI would marry her, oh.nFor I sowed the seeds of lovenUpon a May morning.nnGo tell your sweet lover,nThe hounds are out.nnGo tell your sweet lover,nThe hounds are out.nnGo tell your sweet lover,nThe hounds are out.nnGo tell your sweet lover,nThe hounds are out.nnOh Thomas and Bartleby, Gareth and John,nRyan and Warren, and Hector and Horace,nCome follow, come follow, the musical horns.nLink arms and join our lusty chorus.