Now sit ye down and I'll tell a tale

As strange as any told

Of a lady of the Yorkshire moor

Where the morning mist lays cold

Her wits had left her long ago

There was madness in her eyes

Though she spoke to none

Some days at dawn

You could hear her laughing cries

The Hunter and the Hunted

You wear a thin disguise

The Moon rides on your shoulder

But the Sun shines from your eyes

I cannot look upon you

I cannot look away

But I hear the sound

Of a hunter's horn

That greets the dawning day

Fa la la, la la, la la la la

La la, la la la la

She built her cottage years ago

And she lived there all alone

She was the only living soul

Who would call the moor her home

For tales were told of many

Who had vanished in the dawn

And of madmen who had heard the cry

Of Herne the Hunter's horn

The lady too had heard the tales

But she could never fear

The Hornèd God of winter dreams

When she heard him riding near

And then one night her longing eyes

Saw a figure tall and grim

Like a shadow glimpsed in the misty night

And she sang her song to him

The Hunter and the Hunted

You wear a thin disguise

The Moon rides on your shoulder

But the Sun shines from your eyes

I cannot look upon you

I cannot look away

But I hear the sound

Of a hunter's horn

That greets the dawning day

Fa la la, la la, la la la la

La la, la la la la

He rode his horse up to the door

And she bade him enter there

But he simply smiled and reached

To lay his hand upon her hair

My lady I have ridden here

In answer to your call

But I'll not sit under any roof

Nor drink in any hall

You sing to me of your desire

But you must understand

My heart belongs to the silver Moon

And the wild deserted land

How can you give your love to one

You never can possess

Or sacrifice your sanity

For a wild ride and a kiss

The Hunter and the Hunted

You wear a thin disguise

The Moon rides on your shoulder

But the Sun shines from your eyes

I cannot look upon you

I cannot look away

But I hear the sound

Of a hunter's horn

That greets the dawning day

Fa la la, la la, la la la la

La la, la la la la

The lady said I hear your words

But how can I explain

How a simple touch can bring me joy

In spite of all the pain

Be it love or be it madness

I have no will to fight

This inner fire that bids me go

And ride with you this night

The Hunter smiled and said to her

Your pain I understand

For I have chased the sailing Moon

And loved the barren land

I cannot give my heart to you

But I'll give you what I may

So take my hand and ride with me

Until the break of day

The Hunter and the Hunted

You wear a thin disguise

The Moon rides on your shoulder

But the Sun shines from your eyes

I cannot look upon you

I cannot look away

But I hear the sound

Of a hunter's horn

That greets the dawning day

Fa la la, la la, la la la la

La la, la la la la

Now many years have been and gone

Since she rode the misty plain

She never chose to leave the moor

And she never spoke again

But it's said by some

When the night is done

And the moon is shroud in gray

You can hear her laugh

With the Hunter's horn

At the dawning of the day

The Hunter and the Hunted

You wear a thin disguise

The Moon rides on your shoulder

But the Sun shines from your eyes

I cannot look upon you

I cannot look away

But I hear the sound

Of a hunter's horn

That greets the dawning day

Fa la la, la la, la la la la

La la, la la la la