On the first day of spring
In the year Ninety Three
The chief recreation was in this country
The King's county gentlemen o'er
Whose dales and rocks
They rode out so jovially in
Search of the fox

Tally-ho, hark away, tally-ho, hark away
Tally-ho, hark away, me boys, away

When Reynard was started he faced Tullamore
Then Arklow and Wicklow along the sea shore
We kept his brush in view
Every yard of the way
And straight he steered a course
Through the streets of Rosscrea

Tally-ho, hark away, tally-ho, hark away
Tally-ho, hark away, me boys, away

But Reynard, sly Reynard
Lay hid there that night
They swore they would watch
Him until the daylight
But early next morning, the hills did resound
With the echo of the horn
And sweet cry of hounds

Tally-ho, hark away, tally-ho, hark away
Tally-ho, hark away, me boys, away

When Reynard was started
He faced to the hollow
Where none but the hounds and
The footmen could follow
The gentlemen cried "Watch him!"
What shall we do?
Well, if the rocks don't stop him
He will cross to Killaloe

Tally-ho, hark away, tally-ho, hark away
Tally-ho, hark away, me boys, away

When Reynard was taken, his wishes to fulfill
He called for ink and paper and
A pen to write his will
And what he made a mention of
They found it no blank
For he gave them a cheque
On the National Bank

Tally-ho, hark away, tally-ho, hark away
Tally-ho, hark away, me boys, away

To you, Mr Casey, I give my whole estate
And you, young O'Brien
My money and my plate
I give to you, Sir Frances, my whips
Spurs and caps
For you crossed walls and ditches and
You ne'er looked for a gap

Tally-ho, hark away, tally-ho, hark away
Tally-ho, hark away, me boys, away
Tally-ho, hark away, tally-ho, hark away
Tally-ho, hark away, me boys, away tally-ho!

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