When Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting - Pearsall, Robert

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⌛ Period → Romantic ◈ Genre / Form → Glees

♯ Key G major

⁄ Time Signature 4/4

♬ Voicing → SATB

◆ Difficulty

Elementary

↕ Range G2 – G5

¶ Language → English

Measures 86

Texture mixed texture

Parts 6

Instruments A cappella

Pages 9

CPDL # 48192

Editor James Gibb

Posted 2017-12-27

License CPDL License

♫Pitch Ranges

Soprano

D4 – G5

Alto

A3 – A4

Tenor

E3 – E4

Bass

G2 – A3

Midi_1

G2 – E4

¶Lyrics / Text

When Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting, His bow was stout and strong And nought that was game escaped him, The bushes green among, The Abbot of Beverly cried, "Oh, fie!" As he rode out to dine with a knight hard by; But Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting, On the King's highway. Who was the father of Allen-a-Dale? His sire was a Saxon and Lord of the vale, But the Normans came down with their proud chivalry, And they robbed him, and slew him, and burnt his rooftree! So Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting, On the King's highway. What was the calling of Allen-a-Dale? He was a forester good, A harper well skilled in ditty and tale, And the comrade of bold Robin Hood! And together they ranged the forest glade, And shot their arrows free: But because he could sing like a minstrel king, Why, Allen's the boy, for me!

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