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At the fourteenth of may at the dawn of the day 
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With the gun on me shoulder to the woods I did stray 
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In search of some game if the weather grew fair 
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To see could I get a shot at the bonny black hare 
 
Well, I met a young girl there with a face as a rose 
And her skin was as fair as the lilys at close 
I says me fair maiden why ramble you so 
Can you tell me where the bonny black hare is to go 
 
Oh, the answer she gave me her answer was no 
But it sound to me (aprin*) they say you to go 
And if you not decieve me I bow and declare 
We both go together to hunt the bonny black hair 
 
Well, the lady-girl's down with her face to the sky 
And I took out me ramrod and me bullets likewise 
I said lock your legs around me and begin with your heels 
For the closer we get, oh, the better it feels 
 
And the birds they were singing in the bushes and trees 
And the song that they sang was obvious easy to please 
And I felt a heart quiver and I knew what I'd done 
Since I had you have enough of me old sporting gun 
 
Well, the answer she gave me, her answer was nay 
It's enough that young sportsmen like you comes this way 
And if your powder is willing and your bullets fly fair 
Why don't you keep firing at the bonny black hair 
 
Well, me powder is wasted and me bullets all gone 
Me ramrod is limb and I cannot fire on 
But I'll be back in the morning and if you are still here 
We'll both go together again to hunt the bonny black hare