Hunting girl lyrics

Artist  : Jethro tull 
Song : Hunting girl
 
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.

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.