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letra de bold reynard - ben moss

[verse 1]
in days of old there lived a king
a king in england’s country fair
in every forest, copse and glen
this king would take his royal share
neither gentry fine their private lands
not the common fields in common hands
could e’er escape his roving eye
bold reynard and his kingly tithe

[chorus]
and the bugle h-rn did merry cry
to sound the hunting call
bold reynard with his wit so fine
he did evade them all

[verse 2]
his coat of burnished amber made
did shine like fire atop the hill
to put the golden sun to shame
as o’er his back he slung his k!ll
though the huntsman’s hounds did him pursue
both brook and briar and bramble through
he yet retained his liberty
bold reynard still is roaming free
[chorus]
and the bugle h-rn did merry cry
to sound the hunting call
bold reynard with his wit so fine
he did evade them all

[verse 3]
but time has passed and english hearts
no longer have the time nor care
for either forest, copse or glen
of which bold reynard has his share
the city now spreads o’er the land
no common fields for common hands
and reynard’s fate is sore unkind
his kingdom now he leaves behind

[chorus]
and the bugle h-rn did merry cry
to sound the hunting call
bold reynard with his wit so fine
he did evade them all

[verse 4]
so now our king his lands has lost
and swiftly comes his cruel demise
the cold dark streets his only realm
and table scr-ps his only prize
his fiery mane once royal cloak
now turning grey with dust and smoke
as now he wanders door to door
and sips the morning dew no more
[verse 5]
and the bugle h-rn is silent now
no more the hunt to call
bold reynard now a king dethroned
must as a beggar crawl

- ben moss

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