The Hunting Song (Stereo Mix)

I always will remember 'twas a year ago November
I went out to hunt some deer on a morning 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 trust rifle
And went out to stalk my prey
What a haul made that day
I tied them to my fender and 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 turns 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 nothing to it!"
You just stand there looking cute
And when something moves you shoot(Agh!)
And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now
Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow
Yes, the law was 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 nothing to it!"
You just stand there looking cute
And when something moves you shoot(Agh!)
And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now!
Two game wardens
Seven hunters
And a pure bred Guernsey cow