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    Hunting Girl

    by Jethro Tull
    [Em] One day I walked the road
    and crossed a [D] field to [C] go
    by where the hounds [G] ran [Am] hard.

    [Em] And on the master raced:
    behind the [D] hunters [C] chased
    to [C] where the path [G] was [A5] barred.

    One [C] fine young [D] lady's [G] horse [Am] refused
    the [Em] fence to clear.
    I un- [C] locked the [D] gate but [G] she did [Am] wait
    until the pack had dis- [Bm] appeared.

    [Em] [C] [D] [Em]

    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.

    [Em] [C] [D] [Em]

    (2nd part)
    [Am] Boot leather flashing and spurnecks
    the [G] size of [F] my thumb. [Em]
    [Am] This highborn hunter had tastes
    as [G] strange as [F] they come.
    [E] come!

    * Instrumental over verse

    [Am] Unbridled passion:
    I took the [G] bit in [F] my teeth. [Em]
    [Am] Her standing over me
    on my [G] knees under- [F] neath.
    [E] Underneath! Gah la la la!

    [Em] [C] [D] [Em]

    My lady, be discreet.
    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.