Cat. #0373 (MFH #186) - As sung by Mr. Fred High, High, Arkansas on July 14, 1959
VERSE 1
Now, come all ya jolly hunters
Who love to chase th fox
Who love to chase Bow Randers
Among th hills an' rocks
T', my hi-bow-bow
T', my hi-o-low
Long th merry stream
T', my riddle-diddle-dant
T', my riddle-diddle-dant
A rollin' bow-wow dogs
Yanks-fa-diden-an-a-bugle-horn
Yank-fa-diden-an-my-diedy-o
VERSE 2
First one we met
Was a man by th name of Ree
He said, he saw Bow Randers
Run up a holler tree
(Repeat as in the first verse)
VERSE 3
Th next man we met
Was peddling of some combs
He said, he saw Bow Randers
A knawing of some bones
(Repeat as above)
VERSE 4
Th last man we met
Was a man by th name of Huff
He said, he saw Bow Randers
Dead an' half eat up
(Repeat as in above verses)