Hunter

Wanda Jackson · Country [1970]

(Red Lane)



There's a stranger in town called the Hunter

Wild and reckless lovin' is his game

He'll whisper lies and lure you to his pitfall

And leave you trapped in your own shame.



The Hunter's always looking in the shadows

Waiting to pounce upon his prey

Sould you give him more than a passing glance

He'll haunt you down and steal your heart away.



Pay no attention to his silver tongue

Be careful of his dashing manner

Just keep your arms around the one you love

And beware of the Hunter.



--- Instrumental ---



The Hunter knows a woman is a woman

And each of you will have your time and place

He'll track you one by one until you're fallin'

And leave you there with mud upon your face.



Pay no attention to his silver tongue

Be careful of his dashing manner

Just keep your arms around the one you love

And beware of the Hunter.



Ah, don't be trapped by the Hunter...