Rights for this book: Public domain in the USA. This edition is published by Project Gutenberg. Originally issued by Project Gutenberg on 2006-12-02. To support the work of Project Gutenberg, visit their Donation Page. This free ebook has been produced by GITenberg, a program of the Free Ebook Foundation. If you have corrections or improvements to make to this ebook, or you want to use the source files for this ebook, visit the book's github repository. You can support the work of the Free Ebook Foundation at their Contributors Page. Project Gutenberg's The Fox Jumps Over the Parson's Gate, by Anonymous This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org Title: The Fox Jumps Over the Parson's Gate Author: Anonymous Illustrator: Randolph Caldecott Release Date: December 2, 2006 [EBook #19991] Language: English *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE FOX JUMPS OVER THE *** Produced by Jeroen Hellingman, Suzanne Shell and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net The F OX jumps over the P ARSON ’ S G ATE FREDERICK WARNE & CO. LTD. R. C ALDECOTT ’ S P ICTURE B OOKS THE FOX JUMPS OVER THE PARSON’S GATE The Huntsman blows his horn in the morn, When folks goes hunting, oh! When folks goes hunting, oh! When folks goes hunting, oh! The Huntsman blows his horn in the morn, When folks goes hunting, oh! The Fox jumps over the P ARSON ’ S gate, And the Hounds all after him go, And the Hounds all after him go, And the Hounds all after him go. But all my fancy dwells on N ANCY , So I’ll cry, T ALLY - HO ! So I’ll cry, T ALLY - HO ! Now the P ARSON had a pair to wed As the Hounds came full in view; He tossed his surplice over his head, And bid them all adieu! But all my fancy dwelt on N ANCY , So he cried, T ALLY - HO ! So he cried, T ALLY - HO ! Oh! never despise the soldier-lad Though his station be but low, Though his station be but low, Though his station be but low. But all my fancy dwells on N ANCY , So I’ll cry, T ALLY - HO ! Then pass around the can, my boys; For we must homewards go, For we must homewards go, For we must homewards go. And if you ask me of this song The reason for to shew, I don’t exactly know-ow-ow I don’t exactly know But all my fancy dwells on N ANCY , So I’ll sing, T ALLY - HO ! So I’ll sing, T ALLY - HO ! But all my fancy dwells on N ANCY , So I’ll sing, TALLY-HO!