I hunted my Merry all into the hay, The Hare was before and the hounds 'ware away!' With my Hickerly Tout, ticklesome Trout, Hipperly, tipperly, eversheen, nipperly, Up the middle, vandigo-van. 'Twas up the hill, down the form, Here a step, there a turn, Turn and sing merrily, Hunt hounds, away! I hunted my Merry all into the barley, And there the poor puss was pursued by old Snarley. With my Hickerly Tout, etc. I hunted my Merry all into the wheat, And there the sly puss did attempt us to cheat. With my Hickerly Tout, etc. I hunted my Merry all into the rye, And there the poor hare was constrained to die. With my Hickerly Tout, etc. I hunted my Merry all into the oats And there I cut off both his paw and his scutt, With my Hickerly Tout, etc.