Old Bangum would a-hunting ride,
Derum derum derum.
Old Bangum would a-hunting ride,
Ki-li-ko.
Old Bangum would a-hunting ride
With sword and pistol by his side,
Derum ki-li-ko-ko.
He rode down to the riverside
Where he a pretty maid espied.
He said, “Fair maid, will you marry me?”
“Ah no,” quoth she, “For we'd never agree".
“There lives a boar in yonder wood
He'd eat your bones, he'd drink your blood.”
Old Bangum drew his wooden knife.
He swore he'd take that wild boar's life.
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"Oh, how shall I, this wild boar see?"
"Blow your horn, he'll come to thee."
Ole Bangum, blew both loud an' shrill,
And the wild boar heard on top o' the hill.
The wild boar came with such a rush
It tore down hickory, oak and ash.
Brave Bangum and the wild boar fought.
At set of sun the boar was naught.
Brave Bangum rode to the wild boar's den
He found the bones of a thousand men.
He rode again to the riverside
And there that fair maid he espied.
He said, “Fair maid, will you marry me?”
“Ah yes, kind sir, for now we agree."
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