As I was a walking one morning last autumn I've overheard some nobles foxhunting Between some noblemen and the Duke of Wellington So early before the day was dawning. Chorus (after each verse): There was Dido, Bendigo, Gentry he was there-o Traveler, he never looked behind him. There was Countess, Rover, Bonnie Lass and Jover These were the hounds that could find him. Well the first fox being young, And his trials just beginning He's made straight way for his cover He's run up yon highest hill And gone down yon lowest gill Thinking that he'd find his freedom there forever. Well the next fox being old, And his trials fast advancing He's made straight way for the river Well the fox he has jumped in But an hound jumped after him It was Traveler who straited him forever. Well they run across the plain But they soon returned again The fox nor the hounds never failing It's been just twelve months today, Since I heard the squire say, Hark, forward then me brave hounds forever.