Jolly Old Hawk

Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey
Now let us sing
Who's going to win the girl but me?
Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey
Sent to my love on the twelfth Malt Day
Twelve old bears and they was a-roaring
Eleven old mares and they was a-brawling
Ten old cocks crow loud in the morning
Nine old whores and they was a-quarrelling
Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey
Sent to my love on the twelfth Malt Day
Eight old bulls as they was a-blurring
Seven old calves as they run before 'em
Six old cows as they was a-balling
Five for fife and a fowl for free
Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey
Sent to my love on the twelfth Malt Day
Four footed pig and a three thistle cock
And two little birds and a jolly old cock
Jolly old hawk and his wings were grey
Now let us sing
Who's going to win the girl but me?