Hunting Girl (Live) [2004 Remaster] (Live; 2004 Remaster)

Hunting Girl (Live|2004 Remaster) - Jethro Tull

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

He did wait until the pack had disappeared

Crop handle carved in bone

Sat high upon a throne of finest English leather

The queen of all the pack

This joker raised his hat

And talked about the 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 flashin' and

Spurnecks the size of my thumb

This highborn hunter had tastes

As strange as they come

Unbridled passion

I took the bit in my teeth

Her standin' over me on my knees 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