Concerning of three young men   One night in January   According laws contrary   A-poaching went straightway      They were inclined to ramble   Amongst the trees and brambles   A-firing at the pheasants   Which brought the keepers nigh      The keepers dared not enter   Nor cared the woods to venture   But outside near the centre   In them old bush they stood      The poachers they were tired   And to leave they were desired   At at last young Parkins fired   And spilled one keeper's blood      Fast homeward they were making   Nine pheasants they were taking   When another keeper faced them   They fired at him also      He on the ground lay crying   Just like some person dying   With no assistance nigh him   May God forgive their crime      Then they were taken with speed   All for that inhuman deed   It caused their hearts to bleed   For their young tender years      There seen before was never   Three brothers tried together   Three brothers condemned for poaching   Found guilty as they stood      Exiled in transportation   Two brothers they were taken   And the other hung as a token   May God forgive their crime