From Capt. Patrick Tayluer

Oh, it's a southerly wind and a cloudy sky Proclaim it a sailing morning; Before the sun rises away we'll fly, Dull sleep in a downy bed scorning! To sails, me brave boys, and away, Bright Phoebus the hills is adorning! The face of all nature looks gay, 'Tis a beautiful sailing morning! Hark, hark, forward, The wind's blowing another way! Oh, hark, hark, forward, The wind's roaring, so we would say.

The 'original', older hunting round

Oh, it's a southerly wind and a cloudy sky Proclaim it a hunting morning! Before the sun rises away we'll fly, Dull sleep in a downy bed scorning. To horse, me brave boys, and away! Bright Phoebus the hills is adorning, The face of all nature looks gay. 'Tis a beautiful hunting morning! Hark, hark, forward, Tally ho, tally ho, tally ho! And it's hark, hark, forward. Tanara, tanara, tanara!

Another of Capt. Tayluer’s English rounds, this one adapted from a Victorian hunting song. The second voice begins as the first voice reaches Before the sun rises.