HOOKS AND NETS

(Ian Woods)



(Heard from Tom McHenry: FSGW Getaway 1985)



When the night sky is dark, and the moon dimly shines,

I'm off to the fields to feed my wife and mine;

With me hooks and me nets, and me little flashlight

I wander abroad, it's a fine poaching night.



cho: With me hooks and me nets, and me little flashlight

I wander abroad, it's a fine poaching night.



Now, the first is a hare to come into my sack,

One flick of the wrist and I'll break 'er neck;

Then cut in four, haunch 'er right where she sets,

And that swells the bottom of my little sack.



cho:

Now the pheasant she sits in the branches so high,

So I mark the spot well as I'm walkin' by;

Then out with me wire and a little flashlight

Then bag 'im and home again in the moonlight.



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Now a little old partridge would be such a treat,

But you have to move careful 'cause they sit so tight;

And if you're too near, they're away with a din,

And I've no wish to waken the fine gentlemen.



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Now just when the nightingale brings in the dawn,

The keeper will surge, but I will be gone.

Back to me 'ouse with a lively old tread,

In through the back door and up to me bed.



cho:

Now boil 'em all up with potatoes and swedes,

Oh tell me what else could a village man need;

With a pipe and pint, in the pub I'm all right,

And I'm free to go wand'rin' through the fields any night.



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@poaching @outlaw

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