Текст песни Hunting Girl (Live) - 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
she
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
flashing
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
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.
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2 Life Is a Long Song (Live)
3 Bourée (Live)
4 With You There to Help Me (Live)
5 Pavane (Live)
6 Empty Cafe (Live)
7 Hunting Girl (Live)
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9 Dot Com (Live)
10 God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen (Live)
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