Lyrics:
Concerning of three young menOne night in JanuaryAccording laws contraryA-poaching went straightwayThey were inclined to rambleAmongst the trees and bramblesA-firing at the pheasantsWhich brought the keepers nighThe keepers dared not enterNor cared the woods to ventureBut outside near the centreIn them old bush they stoodThe poachers they were tiredAnd to leave they were desiredAt at last young Parkins firedAnd spilled one keeper's bloodFast homeward they were makingNine pheasants they were takingWhen another keeper faced themThey fired at him alsoHe on the ground lay cryingJust like some person dyingWith no assistance nigh himMay God forgive their crimeThen they were taken with speedAll for that inhuman deedIt caused their hearts to bleedFor their young tender yearsThere seen before was neverThree brothers tried togetherThree brothers condemned for poachingFound guilty as they stoodExiled in transportationTwo brothers they were takenAnd the other hung as a tokenMay God forgive their crime