Dido Bendigo

As I was a walking one morning last autumn
 I've overheard some nobles foxhunting
 Between some noblemen and the Duke of Wellington
 So early before the day was dawning.
 Chorus (after each verse):
 There was Dido, Bendigo, Gentry he was there-o
 Traveler, he never looked behind him.
 There was Countess, Rover, Bonnie Lass and Jover
 These were the hounds that could find him.
 Well the first fox being young,
 And his trials just beginning
 He's made straight way for his cover
 He's run up yon highest hill
 And gone down yon lowest gill
 Thinking that he'd find his freedom there forever.
 Well the next fox being old,
 And his trials fast advancing
 He's made straight way for the river
 Well the fox he has jumped in
 But an hound jumped after him
 It was Traveler who straited him forever.
 Well they run across the plain
 But they soon returned again
 The fox nor the hounds never failing
 It's been just twelve months today,
 Since I heard the squire say,
 Hark, forward then me brave hounds forever.