Chords for Jethro Tull - Hunting Girl (live in London 1977)
Tempo:
137.5 bpm
Chords used:
C
E
A
Am
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
This is known in equestrian circles as a riding crop.
It can be used for inflicting just a
modicum of pain if you happen to be into that sort of thing, like John Glasscock, our bass
player who produced this at the beginning of our last tour from his suitcase.
John Glasscock,
the new boy, you know, we call him Brittle Dick.
Anyway, where I come from now, there's a few
ladies who are into this, including Big Caroline, who lives around our way, the Big C we call her,
and apart from being into horses, John.
Anyway, we'll dedicate this one to Caroline.
It's a song
called Hunting Girls.
A little bit kinky, but you know.
[Eb]
[A]
[Em] [E]
[A] [D]
[Em]
[Am]
[Dm] [E]
[G]
[A]
[Am]
[E] [G] [Am]
[C] [Am]
[G] [Am]
[G] [Am]
[G] [Am]
[C] [Am]
[G] [Em]
[C] [E]
[C]
[A] [E]
I walked the roads of Seville [C] to go by where the hounds [A] were at heart.
[E]
Along the mountains, race behind [D] the [C] hunters, chased to where the [A] puff was part.
[C] One fine [D] young [G] lady's horse [A] refused the [E] pampered glitter.
[D] [C]
The [G] gaze that the [A] chief did wait until
the dagger [B] disappeared.
[E]
[C] [D] [E]
[C]
[A]
[E] From the carving throne set [D] high upon [C] a throne of finest English [A] leather,
[D]
[E] the pain of all the knack this [D] walker [C] raised his hand and talked [A] about the weather.
[C] I should [D] be warned [G] about [A] this high for [Em] the hunting girls.
[C] Seek this in [D] your man's [G] gown [Am] falling hand, I [D] raise the flag [A] next [B] to your girl.
[E] [C]
[E]
[Dm] [Am] Leather flashing, the [G] burn exercise of [Dm] my thumb.
[D]
[E] [Dm]
[A] I'm one [Am] hunter that tastes [D] as strange as [Dm] they come.
[B]
[Am] [G] [Em]
[D] [C]
[Am] [Em]
[C]
[Am]
Brighter passion, they took the [G]
bit in [Dm] my tear.
[E]
[Dm] [A] They're standing [Am] over me, on my [G] knees, [Am]
underneath.
[D] [E] Underneath.
[Dm] [Am] [Em]
[C] [E] [A]
[Em]
[Am]
[A] [D]
[E]
[A] [E] [Am]
[E] [G]
[Am] Underneath.
[C]
[Am] [G]
[Am] Underneath.
[C]
[A] Underneath.
[G]
[Am] [C]
[Am] [G]
[Em] [C] [D] [E]
[C]
[A] [E]
Underneath.
I lay hippy discreet, I must get to [C] my feet and go back to [A] the farm.
[E]
When I [Em] appreciate you, I [D] don't [C] deviate, I might just [A] do some harm.
[C] I'm not [D] inclined [G] to act [A]
refined if [E] that's how it goes.
[C] Oh, I've [D] one hunt, big girl, [A] love cheers, phenomenal, [B] must know himself.
[C] La la [D] la la.
[E] [N]
It can be used for inflicting just a
modicum of pain if you happen to be into that sort of thing, like John Glasscock, our bass
player who produced this at the beginning of our last tour from his suitcase.
John Glasscock,
the new boy, you know, we call him Brittle Dick.
Anyway, where I come from now, there's a few
ladies who are into this, including Big Caroline, who lives around our way, the Big C we call her,
and apart from being into horses, John.
Anyway, we'll dedicate this one to Caroline.
It's a song
called Hunting Girls.
A little bit kinky, but you know.
[Eb]
[A]
[Em] [E]
[A] [D]
[Em]
[Am]
[Dm] [E]
[G]
[A]
[Am]
[E] [G] [Am]
[C] [Am]
[G] [Am]
[G] [Am]
[G] [Am]
[C] [Am]
[G] [Em]
[C] [E]
[C]
[A] [E]
I walked the roads of Seville [C] to go by where the hounds [A] were at heart.
[E]
Along the mountains, race behind [D] the [C] hunters, chased to where the [A] puff was part.
[C] One fine [D] young [G] lady's horse [A] refused the [E] pampered glitter.
[D] [C]
The [G] gaze that the [A] chief did wait until
the dagger [B] disappeared.
[E]
[C] [D] [E]
[C]
[A]
[E] From the carving throne set [D] high upon [C] a throne of finest English [A] leather,
[D]
[E] the pain of all the knack this [D] walker [C] raised his hand and talked [A] about the weather.
[C] I should [D] be warned [G] about [A] this high for [Em] the hunting girls.
[C] Seek this in [D] your man's [G] gown [Am] falling hand, I [D] raise the flag [A] next [B] to your girl.
[E] [C]
[E]
[Dm] [Am] Leather flashing, the [G] burn exercise of [Dm] my thumb.
[D]
[E] [Dm]
[A] I'm one [Am] hunter that tastes [D] as strange as [Dm] they come.
[B]
[Am] [G] [Em]
[D] [C]
[Am] [Em]
[C]
[Am]
Brighter passion, they took the [G]
bit in [Dm] my tear.
[E]
[Dm] [A] They're standing [Am] over me, on my [G] knees, [Am]
underneath.
[D] [E] Underneath.
[Dm] [Am] [Em]
[C] [E] [A]
[Em]
[Am]
[A] [D]
[E]
[A] [E] [Am]
[E] [G]
[Am] Underneath.
[C]
[Am] [G]
[Am] Underneath.
[C]
[A] Underneath.
[G]
[Am] [C]
[Am] [G]
[Em] [C] [D] [E]
[C]
[A] [E]
Underneath.
I lay hippy discreet, I must get to [C] my feet and go back to [A] the farm.
[E]
When I [Em] appreciate you, I [D] don't [C] deviate, I might just [A] do some harm.
[C] I'm not [D] inclined [G] to act [A]
refined if [E] that's how it goes.
[C] Oh, I've [D] one hunt, big girl, [A] love cheers, phenomenal, [B] must know himself.
[C] La la [D] la la.
[E] [N]
Key:
C
E
A
Am
D
C
E
A
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ This is _ _ known in equestrian _ circles as a riding crop.
It can be used for inflicting just a
modicum of pain _ _ if you happen to be into that sort of thing, like John Glasscock, our bass
player who produced this at the beginning of our last tour from his suitcase.
_ _ _ John Glasscock,
the new boy, you know, we call him Brittle Dick. _ _
_ _ _ Anyway, where I come from now, there's a few
ladies who are into this, including Big Caroline, who lives around our way, the Big C we call her, _ _ _ _
and apart from being into horses, _ _ _ _ John.
_ _ _ Anyway, we'll dedicate this one to Caroline.
It's a song
called Hunting Girls.
A little bit kinky, but you know.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _
I walked the roads of Seville [C] to go by where the hounds [A] were at heart.
[E] _ _
Along the mountains, race behind [D] the [C] hunters, chased to where the [A] puff was part.
_ [C] One fine [D] young [G] lady's horse [A] refused the [E] _ pampered glitter.
_ [D] _ _ [C] _
The [G] gaze that the [A] chief did wait until
the dagger _ [B] disappeared.
_ [E] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] From the carving throne set [D] high upon [C] a throne of finest English [A] leather,
_ [D] _
[E] _ the pain of all the knack this [D] walker [C] raised his hand and talked [A] about the weather. _ _
[C] I should [D] be warned [G] about [A] this high for [Em] the hunting girls. _ _ _
[C] Seek this in [D] your man's [G] gown [Am] falling hand, I [D] raise the flag [A] next [B] to your girl.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Am] _ Leather flashing, the [G] burn exercise of [Dm] my _ thumb.
[D] _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
[A] I'm one [Am] hunter that tastes [D] as strange as [Dm] they come.
_ [B] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ Brighter passion, they took the [G]
bit in [Dm] my tear.
_ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ [A] They're standing [Am] over me, on my [G] knees, [Am]
underneath.
_ [D] _ _ [E] Underneath. _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ Underneath.
[C] _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ Underneath.
_ _ _ [C] _
[A] _ _ Underneath.
_ _ [G] _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[Em] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _
Underneath.
I lay hippy discreet, I must get to [C] my feet and go back to [A] the farm.
_ [E] _
_ When I [Em] appreciate you, I [D] don't [C] deviate, I might just [A] do some harm. _
[C] I'm not [D] inclined [G] to act [A]
refined if [E] that's how it goes. _ _
_ [C] Oh, I've [D] one hunt, big girl, [A] love cheers, phenomenal, [B] must know himself.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ La la [D] la la.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ This is _ _ known in equestrian _ circles as a riding crop.
It can be used for inflicting just a
modicum of pain _ _ if you happen to be into that sort of thing, like John Glasscock, our bass
player who produced this at the beginning of our last tour from his suitcase.
_ _ _ John Glasscock,
the new boy, you know, we call him Brittle Dick. _ _
_ _ _ Anyway, where I come from now, there's a few
ladies who are into this, including Big Caroline, who lives around our way, the Big C we call her, _ _ _ _
and apart from being into horses, _ _ _ _ John.
_ _ _ Anyway, we'll dedicate this one to Caroline.
It's a song
called Hunting Girls.
A little bit kinky, but you know.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _
I walked the roads of Seville [C] to go by where the hounds [A] were at heart.
[E] _ _
Along the mountains, race behind [D] the [C] hunters, chased to where the [A] puff was part.
_ [C] One fine [D] young [G] lady's horse [A] refused the [E] _ pampered glitter.
_ [D] _ _ [C] _
The [G] gaze that the [A] chief did wait until
the dagger _ [B] disappeared.
_ [E] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] From the carving throne set [D] high upon [C] a throne of finest English [A] leather,
_ [D] _
[E] _ the pain of all the knack this [D] walker [C] raised his hand and talked [A] about the weather. _ _
[C] I should [D] be warned [G] about [A] this high for [Em] the hunting girls. _ _ _
[C] Seek this in [D] your man's [G] gown [Am] falling hand, I [D] raise the flag [A] next [B] to your girl.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Am] _ Leather flashing, the [G] burn exercise of [Dm] my _ thumb.
[D] _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
[A] I'm one [Am] hunter that tastes [D] as strange as [Dm] they come.
_ [B] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ Brighter passion, they took the [G]
bit in [Dm] my tear.
_ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ [A] They're standing [Am] over me, on my [G] knees, [Am]
underneath.
_ [D] _ _ [E] Underneath. _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ Underneath.
[C] _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ Underneath.
_ _ _ [C] _
[A] _ _ Underneath.
_ _ [G] _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[Em] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _
Underneath.
I lay hippy discreet, I must get to [C] my feet and go back to [A] the farm.
_ [E] _
_ When I [Em] appreciate you, I [D] don't [C] deviate, I might just [A] do some harm. _
[C] I'm not [D] inclined [G] to act [A]
refined if [E] that's how it goes. _ _
_ [C] Oh, I've [D] one hunt, big girl, [A] love cheers, phenomenal, [B] must know himself.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ La la [D] la la.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _