| Redbrick cottage on the edge of the woods
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| Cars and cages all around
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| At the back in a lean-to-shed
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| That’s where my longdog’s found
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| Got a four wheel pickup and a shotgun
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| Never brought a meal in my life
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| I go shopping with a land a knife
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| I got a longdog I am a poacher
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| Well ot working the fields one night
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| On another man’s land
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| The boys in they watched me leave
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| A sack full of rabbits in hand
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| Early nect dsy they followed me down
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| To a shop in the middle of the square
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| I sold brace of phwasants a rabbit and a hare
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| I hot a longdog I am a poacher
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| Only one thing a poor man needs
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| A lean and a longdog built for speed
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| But I was in the woods od the town
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| Country court couldn’t agree
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| We got the longdog we got a poacher
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| Well I’ve done time nie I’m on the street
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| Smarter in the head abd lighter ony feet
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| When those boys are out on the beat
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| I’m gonna catch what l’m gonna eat
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| With my longdog I am a poacher
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| You kniw I got three months abd a big fat fine
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| But I’m not naming names
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| Half this town’s had a real good time
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| Living on longdog’s game
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| Redbrick cottage on the edge of the woods
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| Cars and cages all around
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| Waiting all day 'til the night comes around
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| Are the longdog and the poacher |