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.
And I say, "there's nothin' to it,
You just stand there lookin' cute,
And when something moves, you shoot!"
Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred guernsey 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.
And I say, "there's nothin' to it,
You just stand there lookin' cute,
And when something moves, you shoot!"
Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred guernsey cow.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:04.018]I always will remember,
[00:05.940]'twas a year ago November,
[00:07.806]I went out to hunt some deer
[00:10.065]On a mornin' bright and clear.
[00:11.973]I went and shot the maximum the game laws would allow,
[00:16.042]Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow.
[00:19.467]
[00:20.332]I was in no mood to trifle,
[00:21.602]I took down my trusty rifle
[00:24.080]And went out to stalk my prey.
[00:26.072]What a haul I made that day.
[00:28.065]I tied them to my fender, and I drove them home somehow,
[00:31.772]Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow.
[00:35.105]
[00:35.683]The law was very firm, it
[00:38.256]Took away my permit,
[00:40.010]The worst punishment I ever endured.
[00:43.587]It turned out there was a reason,
[00:45.602]Cows were out of season,
[00:47.704]And one of the hunters wasn't insured.
[00:50.542]
[00:53.107]And I say, "there's nothin' to it,
[00:54.978]You just stand there lookin' cute,
[00:56.759]And when something moves, you shoot!"
[01:02.781]Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred guernsey cow.
[01:06.921]The law was very firm, it
[01:09.051]Took away my permit,
[01:10.905]The worst punishment I ever endured.
[01:14.340]It turned out there was a reason,
[01:16.725]Cows were out of season,
[01:18.739]And one of the hunters wasn't insured.
[01:21.305]
[01:24.080]And I say, "there's nothin' to it,
[01:26.108]You just stand there lookin' cute,
[01:28.145]And when something moves, you shoot!"
[01:35.115]Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred guernsey cow.
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.
And I say, "there's nothin' to it,
You just stand there lookin' cute,
And when something moves, you shoot!"
Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred guernsey 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.
And I say, "there's nothin' to it,
You just stand there lookin' cute,
And when something moves, you shoot!"
Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred guernsey cow.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:04.018]I always will remember,
[00:05.940]'twas a year ago November,
[00:07.806]I went out to hunt some deer
[00:10.065]On a mornin' bright and clear.
[00:11.973]I went and shot the maximum the game laws would allow,
[00:16.042]Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow.
[00:19.467]
[00:20.332]I was in no mood to trifle,
[00:21.602]I took down my trusty rifle
[00:24.080]And went out to stalk my prey.
[00:26.072]What a haul I made that day.
[00:28.065]I tied them to my fender, and I drove them home somehow,
[00:31.772]Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow.
[00:35.105]
[00:35.683]The law was very firm, it
[00:38.256]Took away my permit,
[00:40.010]The worst punishment I ever endured.
[00:43.587]It turned out there was a reason,
[00:45.602]Cows were out of season,
[00:47.704]And one of the hunters wasn't insured.
[00:50.542]
[00:53.107]And I say, "there's nothin' to it,
[00:54.978]You just stand there lookin' cute,
[00:56.759]And when something moves, you shoot!"
[01:02.781]Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred guernsey cow.
[01:06.921]The law was very firm, it
[01:09.051]Took away my permit,
[01:10.905]The worst punishment I ever endured.
[01:14.340]It turned out there was a reason,
[01:16.725]Cows were out of season,
[01:18.739]And one of the hunters wasn't insured.
[01:21.305]
[01:24.080]And I say, "there's nothin' to it,
[01:26.108]You just stand there lookin' cute,
[01:28.145]And when something moves, you shoot!"
[01:35.115]Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred guernsey cow.
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