The Hunting Song - Tom Lehrer
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 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 nothing to it
You just stand there looking 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
