笨小笨Song Old Towler歌词由The Curious Bards&Ilektra Platiopoulou演唱，出自专辑《Indiscretion》，下面是《Song Old Towler》完整版歌词！
Song Old Towler歌词完整版
Old Towler
Bright chanticleer proclaims the dawn, And spangles deck the thorn;
The lowing herd now quits the lawn, The lark springs from the corn,
Dogs, huntsmen, round the window throng, Fleet Towler leads the cry;
Arise the burden of their song, This day a stag must die,
With a hey ho chivy hark forward tantivy.
The cordial takes its merry round, The laugh and joke prevail,
The huntsman blows a jovial sound, The dogs snuff up the gale:
The upland winds they sweep along, O'er fields through brakes they fly;
The game is rous'd, too true the song, This day a stag must die,
With a hey ho chivy hark forward tantivy.
Poor stag, the dogs thy haunches gore, The tears run down thy face;
The huntsman's pleasure is no more, His joys were in the chase:
Alike the sportsmen of the town, The virgin game in view,
Are full content to run them down, Then they in turn pursue.
With a hey ho chivy hark forward tantivy.
