Hunting Song Lyrics

Hunting Song lyrics

As I did travel all on a journey 

Over the wayside and under a dark
moon

Hanging above a mountain 



I spied a young man riding a
fine horse

Chasing a white hart and all through the woodland

There
go the hunting and cries



And there followed after ten kings and
queens 

Laughing and joking, the white hart they'd seen 

Bloodied
running into the bushes 



I plume to his helmet, a quiver and a bow


There's nowhere to run now, there's no place to go 

The hunter is
fast and ready 



Still farther I journeyed through the hills and
the valleys 

Until upon the verge of despair I sat and rested 

And
there did pass a princely knight poursuite by a lady

And this she did
say: "Oh may I ask you kind sir where you are going? 

And pray tell unto
me sir why you do hurry 

Strange that I should meet you here, come sit by
me. 

"I have here a magic horn to deliver 

And one drop from this
silver and gold horn I hold, sir 

Shall prove all to be false, lovers
beware!"

"The gift that you bear for your brother the king 

I
gladly would carry to the banquet this even' 

What fair sport this would
be for the maidens at court."



Wearily I crossed the stream to the
castle 

Where I found shelter from the cold wintry wind

And food
did I have and plenty 

But the Lord and Lady seemed so sad

For
these words they did say unto each other:

"My good lord, all off to war
in thy armor

Leaving me here alone to weep and to worry 

Take care
lest misadventure 

Shall overcome thy kindly heart 

My good lord,
all off to war in thy armor." 

"My lady, you have no need for to worry


I'll return victorious and true unto thee 

Take care, lest
misadventure 

Shall stain your heart and lead to woe 

My fair