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Hunting Girl (2003 Digital Remaster) - Jethro Tull

Written by：Ian Anderson

One day I walked the road and crossed a field

To go by where the hounds ran hard

And on the master raced behind the hunters chased

To where the path was barred

One fine young lady's horse refused the fence to clear

I unlocked the gate

But she did wait until the pack had disappeared

Crop handle carved in bone

Sat high upon a throne of finest English leather leather leather

The queen of all the pack

This joker raised his hat and talked about the weather weather weather

All should be warned about this high born hunting girl

She took this simple man's downfall in hand

I raised the flag that she unfurled

Boot leather flashing and spurnecks the size of my thumb

This highborn hunter had tastes as strange as they come come

Unbridled passion I took the bit in my teeth

Her standing over me on my knees underneath underneath

My lady be discrete

I must get to my feet and go back to the farm

Whilst I appreciate you are no deviate

I might come to some harm

I'm not inclined to acts refined if that's how it goes

Oh high born hunting girl

I'm just a normal low born so and so