Hares on the Mountain

jaronchilds

Hares on the Mountain

O Sally my dear it’s you I’d be kissin’
She smiled and replied “You don’t know what you’re missin”

If all the young men were hares on the mountain
many young girls would grab guns and go huntin

If the young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes
many young girls would go beating the bushes

If the young men could swim like fish in the water
many young girl would undress and dive after

But the young men are given to friskin and foolin
So leave them alone and attend to your schoolin

O Sally my dear it’s you I’d be kissin
She smiled and replied “You don’t know what you’re missin”