歌词
Oh, buck or doe, believe it so, a pheasant or a hare
Sent on earth for everyone, quite equal for to share
Poacher bold, as I unfold, keep up your gallant heart
Think about those poachers bold that night in Rufford Park
Say that forty gallant poachers, they were in a mess
They'd often been attacked when the number, it was less
So, poacher bold, as I unfold, keep up your gallant heart
Think about those poachers bold that night in Rufford Park
Among the gorse, to settle scores, the forty gathered stones
Making a fight for a poor man's rights to break the keeper's bones
Poacher bold, as I unfold, keep up your gallant heart
Think about those poachers bold that night in Rufford Park
Then the keepers went with flails against the poachers and their cause
No man there again would dare defy the rich man's laws
Poacher bold, as I unfold, keep up your gallant heart
Think about those poachers bold that night in Rufford Park
And the keepers they began the fray
With their stones and with their flails
When the poachers started, oh, they quickly turned their tails
Poacher bold, as I unfold, keep up your gallant heart
Think about those poachers bold that night in Rufford Park
Then upon the ground with mortal wound, the head keeper Robert slay
He never will rise up until the final judgment day
Poacher bold, as I unfold, keep up your gallant heart
Think about those poachers bold that night in Rufford Park
Of all that band who made a stand to set a net or a snare
Four men brought before the court were tried for murder there
Poacher bold, as I unfold, keep up your gallant heart
Think about those poachers bold that night in Rufford Park
And the judge he said, "For Robert's death, transported you must be
Serving a term of fourteen years in convict slavery"
Poacher bold, me tale is told, keep up your gallant heart
Think about those poachers bold that night in Rufford Park
Written by: Percy Grainger
