Down the sound, I fled for autumn Out her gown, The woodshed sodden Boards and brown-- We're ever the garden's now Down the ground, The brush I'm wanderin Now resounds With thrushes hauntin Fountain-drown, My wishes wanton Callow down, My willow's walkin. All of this was interim All of them were innocent In the mire With the wrens Say oh Down the hound, We lie with cravens And unfound, We make our makings All our rounds-- And never the dogs did frown Down the mound, The dark is takin Wound around Our sorrow shakin. Let me now-- Forever this love abounds All of this was interim All of them were innocent In the mire With the wrens Say oh All of this was interim All of them were innocent In the wild With a grin Say oh