The Hunting Song
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โฑ๏ธ 1:19 duration
๐ ID: 5807778
๐ Lyrics
(Introduction, only on live album "Tom Lehrer revisited", spoken:)
Almost every day during the hunting season you see at least
One item in the newspapers about somebody who has shot somebody
Else, under the impression that he was a deer with a red hat
Perhaps, maybe a large flesh-colored squirrel. At any rate,
It seems to me that this marks an encouraging new trend in the
Field of blood sports, and deserves a new type of hunting song
Which I present herewith:
I always will remember
'Twas a year ago November
I went out to hunt some deer
On a mornin' 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 nothin' to it
You just stand there lookin' 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
Almost every day during the hunting season you see at least
One item in the newspapers about somebody who has shot somebody
Else, under the impression that he was a deer with a red hat
Perhaps, maybe a large flesh-colored squirrel. At any rate,
It seems to me that this marks an encouraging new trend in the
Field of blood sports, and deserves a new type of hunting song
Which I present herewith:
I always will remember
'Twas a year ago November
I went out to hunt some deer
On a mornin' 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 nothin' to it
You just stand there lookin' 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.03] (Introduction, only on live album "Tom Lehrer revisited", spoken:)
[00:00.29] Almost every day during the hunting season you see at least
[00:00.50] One item in the newspapers about somebody who has shot somebody
[00:00.51] Else, under the impression that he was a deer with a red hat
[00:00.63] Perhaps, maybe a large flesh-colored squirrel. At any rate,
[00:00.66] It seems to me that this marks an encouraging new trend in the
[00:00.76] Field of blood sports, and deserves a new type of hunting song
[00:00.90] Which I present herewith:
[00:04.23] I always will remember
[00:06.58] 'Twas a year ago November
[00:08.59] I went out to hunt some deer
[00:10.87] On a mornin' bright and clear
[00:13.04] I went and shot the maximum the game laws would allow
[00:17.04] Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow
[00:21.04] I was in no mood to trifle
[00:23.37] I took down my trusty rifle
[00:25.26] And went out to stalk my prey
[00:27.59] What a haul I made that day
[00:29.78] I tied them to my fender, and I drove them home somehow
[00:33.43] Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow
[00:38.07] The law was very firm, it
[00:40.31] Took away my permit
[00:42.38] The worst punishment I ever endured
[00:45.78] It turned out there was a reason
[00:48.01] Cows were out of season
[00:50.07] And one of the hunters wasn't insured
[00:53.70] People ask me how I do it
[00:55.75] And I say, "There's nothin' to it
[00:57.65] You just stand there lookin' cute
[00:59.66] And when something moves, you shoot!"
[01:02.28] And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now
[01:07.58] Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred Guernsey cow
[01:14.64]
[00:00.29] Almost every day during the hunting season you see at least
[00:00.50] One item in the newspapers about somebody who has shot somebody
[00:00.51] Else, under the impression that he was a deer with a red hat
[00:00.63] Perhaps, maybe a large flesh-colored squirrel. At any rate,
[00:00.66] It seems to me that this marks an encouraging new trend in the
[00:00.76] Field of blood sports, and deserves a new type of hunting song
[00:00.90] Which I present herewith:
[00:04.23] I always will remember
[00:06.58] 'Twas a year ago November
[00:08.59] I went out to hunt some deer
[00:10.87] On a mornin' bright and clear
[00:13.04] I went and shot the maximum the game laws would allow
[00:17.04] Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow
[00:21.04] I was in no mood to trifle
[00:23.37] I took down my trusty rifle
[00:25.26] And went out to stalk my prey
[00:27.59] What a haul I made that day
[00:29.78] I tied them to my fender, and I drove them home somehow
[00:33.43] Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow
[00:38.07] The law was very firm, it
[00:40.31] Took away my permit
[00:42.38] The worst punishment I ever endured
[00:45.78] It turned out there was a reason
[00:48.01] Cows were out of season
[00:50.07] And one of the hunters wasn't insured
[00:53.70] People ask me how I do it
[00:55.75] And I say, "There's nothin' to it
[00:57.65] You just stand there lookin' cute
[00:59.66] And when something moves, you shoot!"
[01:02.28] And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now
[01:07.58] Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred Guernsey cow
[01:14.64]