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Red brick cottage on the edge of the woods,
Cars and cages all around,
At the back in a lean-to shed,
That s where my longdog s found.
Got a four-wheel pickup and a shotgun.
Never bought a meal in my life.
I go shopping with a lamp and a knife.
I got a longdog. I am a poacher.
Well out working in the fields one night,
On another man s land,
The boys in blue they watched me leave,
A sack full o rabbits in hand.
Early next day they followed me down
To a shop in the middle of the square.
I sold a brace of pheasants, a rabbit, and a hare.
I got a longdog. I am a poacher.
Only one thing a poor man needs
A lean and a long dog built for speed.
But I was in the woods of the town JP
County court couldn t agree
We got the longdog, we got a poacher
Well, I ve done time. Now I m on the street,
smarter in the head and lighter on my feet.
When those boys are out on the beat,
I m gonna catch what I m gonna eat
With my longdog. I am a poacher.
You know I got three months and a big fat fine
But I m not namin names.
Half this town s had a real good time
Living on longdog s game.
A red brick cottage on the edge of the woods,
Cars and cages all around.
waiting all day till the night comes around.
are the longdog. And the poacher.