Hunting Song lyrics

Artist  : Pentangle 
Song : Hunting Song



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														   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