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HOOKS AND NETS (Ian Woods) (Heard from Tom McHenry: FSGW Getaway 1985) When the night sky is dark, and the moon dimly shines, I'm off to the fields to feed my wife and mine; With me hooks and me nets, and me little flashlight I wander abroad, it's a fine poaching night. cho: With me hooks and me nets, and me little flashlight I wander abroad, it's a fine poaching night. Now, the first is a hare to come into my sack, One flick of the wrist and I'll break 'er neck; Then cut in four, haunch 'er right where she sets, And that swells the bottom of my little sack. cho: Now the pheasant she sits in the branches so high, So I mark the spot well as I'm walkin' by; Then out with me wire and a little flashlight Then bag 'im and home again in the moonlight. cho: Now a little old partridge would be such a treat, But you have to move careful 'cause they sit so tight; And if you're too near, they're away with a din, And I've no wish to waken the fine gentlemen. cho: Now just when the nightingale brings in the dawn, The keeper will surge, but I will be gone. Back to me 'ouse with a lively old tread, In through the back door and up to me bed. cho: Now boil 'em all up with potatoes and swedes, Oh tell me what else could a village man need; With a pipe and pint, in the pub I'm all right, And I'm free to go wand'rin' through the fields any night. cho: @poach @outlaw filename[ HOOKSNET TUNE FILE: HOOKSNET CLICK TO PLAY RG  8note Sheet |
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