Songtexte The Hunting Song (Orchestrated Version) - Tom Lehrer

I always will remember
'Twas a year ago November
I went out to hunt some deer
On a morning bright and clear
I went and shot the maximum the game laws would allow:
Two game wardens, seven hunters and a cow

I was in no mood to trifle
I took down my trusty rifle
And went out to stalk my prey
What a haul I made that day
I tied them to my fender and I drove them home somehow
Two game wardens, seven hunters and a cow

The law was very firm
It took away my permit
The worst punishment I ever endured
It turned out there was a reason
Cows were out of season
And one of the hunters
Wasn't insured

People ask me how I do it
And I say there's nothing to it
You just stand there looking cute
And when something moves
You shoot
And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now
Two game wardens, seven hunters and a cow

Yes, the law was very firm
It took away my permit
The worst punishment I ever endured
It turned out there was a reason
Cows were out of season
And one of the hunters
Wasn't insured

People ask me how I do it
And I say there's nothing to it
You just stand there looking cute
And when something moves
You shoot
And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now
Two game wardens
Seven hunters
And a pure bred Guernsey cow