Lyrics

The Noble Duke of York, he had ten thousand men,
He marched them up to the top of the hill and marched them down again.
Now when they’re up they’re up, and when they’re down they’re down,
But when they’re only halfway up, they’re neither up nor down.

Oh a hunting we will go, a hunting we will go.
We’ll catch a fox and put him in a box and then we’ll let him go.


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  • Handout – Melodic Contour

  • Song with chords
  • MIDI file
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