Tally-Ho!

There's a sound of galloping over the hill

And the huntsmen's horn rings merry and shrill

See here they come with a view halloo

Hounds and horses and huntsmen too

Galloping, galloping, galloping, galloping

Galloping, galloping, galloping by

The horses trample, the hounds they bay

The riders' coats are scarlet and gay

"Ho there youngster," the huntsmen cry

"Say, have you seen the fox go by?"

Galloping, galloping, galloping, galloping

Galloping, galloping, galloping by

I look as stupid as I can be

And never a word do they get from me

Until in anger they shake the rein

And start the rollicking hunt again

Galloping, galloping, galloping, galloping

Galloping, galloping, galloping by

For would I be telling? No, not I

That I saw the fox go wearily by

Wearily panting, worn and spent

Would I be telling the way he went?

Galloping, galloping, galloping

No, not I