Tom: G Em D One day I walked the road and crossed a field C G A5 to go by where the hounds ran hard. Em D And on the master raced: behind the hunters chased C G A5 to where the path was barred. C D G A Em One fine young lady's horse refused the fence to clear. C D G A B I unlocked the gate but she did wait until the pack had disappeared. Em C D Em Em D C G A5 Crop handle carved in bone; sat high upon a throne of finest English leather. Em D C G A5 The queen of all the pack, this joker raised his hat and talked about the weather. C D G A Em All should be warned about this high born Hunting Girl. C D G A B She took this simple man's downfall in hand; I raised the flag that she unfurled. Am G F Em Boot leather flashing and spurnecks the size of my thumb. Am G F E This highborn hunter had tastes as strange as they come, come. Am G F Em Unbridled passion: I took the bit in my teeth. Am G F E Her standing over --- me on my knees underneath, underneath. Em D C G A5 My lady, be discrete.I must get to my feet and go back to the farm. Em D C G A5 Whilst I appreciate you are no deviate, I might come to some harm. C D G A Em I'm not inclined to acts refined, if that's how it goes. C D G A B Oh, high born Hunting Girl, I'm just a normal low born so and so. Em C D E