Hunting The Hare

They're hunting the hare tonight

Driving her into the light

Hounding her over the countryside until she gives up the fight

And the dogs they are baying for blood

Doing the thing that they think a dog should

Cruelty even suggesting they're cruel

There is no bad or good

And you can't blame a hound just for being a hound

And the hare will be fine if she doesn't get found

Yes this is tradition, yes this is the way the world turns,

As we watch the hills burn

They're setting the mountains alight

Casting their flame in plain sight

Crying this land only lives at the mercy of me and my kind

And the hare she will never not run

Run for her life from the fire or the gun

Not from a wolf who would hunt to survive

No, it's just for the fun

And you can't blame a hound just for being a hound

And the hare will be fine if she doesn't get found

Yes this is tradition, yes this is the way the world turns,

As we watch the hills burn

And you can't blame a hound just for being a hound

And the hare will be fine if she doesn't get found

Yes this is tradition, yes this is the way the world turns,

As we watch the hills burn

No, you can't blame a hound just for being a hound

And the hare will be fine if she doesn't get found

Yes this is tradition, yes this is the way the world turns,

As we watch the hills burn