For we were going to Colleywoodbro' to fetch away the game.
Come, all you gallant poaching lads, if I must have my will,
Before we try to shoot this night let's try some hares to kill;
For shooting, you very well know, it makes terrible sound,
So if we shoot before we hunt we shall disturb the ground.
We landed into Suddaby fields, to set we did begin,
Our dog he was so restless there, we scarce could keep him in;
But when our dog we did let loose, 'tis true they call him Watch,
And before we left that ground that night he fifteen hares did catch.
So it's eight cock-pheasants and five hens, all these we marked right well,