Up, up! ye dames, and lasses gay!
To the meadows trip away.
'Tis you must tend the flocks this morn,
And scare the small birds from the corn.
       &nbspNot a soul at home may stay:
       &nbsp       &nbspFor the shepherds must go
       &nbsp       &nbspWith lance and bow
       &nbspTo hunt the wolf in the woods to-day.


Leave the hearth and leave the house
To the cricket and the mouse:
Find grannam out a sunny seat.
With babe and lambkin at her feet.
       &nbspNot a soul at home may stay:
       &nbsp       &nbspFor the shepherds must go
       &nbsp       &nbspWith lance and bow
       &nbspTo hunt the wolf in the woods to-day.