Mr Hunter (Slim Wray)

I hunt, you will gather And build a fire And pick the gnats from my fur Oh, like you always would The woods make a sound and we freeze You like pretty things And mending wounds Me, making tools in my cave Oh, like we always would The woods make a sound and we freeze The fire in the sky Makes us all run and hide The fire in the sky I hunt, you will gather And build a fire And pick the gnats from my fur Oh, like you always would You ask why we follow This little group Round ‘n round in circles all day It’s cause we always would The woods make a sound and we freeze The fire in the sky Makes us all run and hide The fire in the sky