Oh the grand old due of york
He had ten thousand men
He marched them up to the top of the hill
And he marched them down again
And when they were up they were up
And when they were down they were down
And when they were only halfway up they were neither up nor down
Oh the grand old due of york
He had ten thousand men
He marched them up to the top of the hill
And he marched them down again
And when they were up they were up
And when they were down they were down
And when they were only halfway up they were neither up nor down
Oh a hunting we will go
A hunting we will go
We'll catch a fox and put him a box
And then we'll let him go
Oh a hunting we will go
A hunting we will go
We'll catch a fox and put him a box
And then we'll let him go
