Lyrics Hunters & Collectors

Hunters & Collectors

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The heat of the night

It's feeding worms in the hay

And soon to surround the sheep's head

See the distant howl of pleasure

And it's sending shivers down the spine

The Rag and Bone man coming

And through the heat of the night

The Rag and Bone man coming

A million cowboys are toe-tapping

See those toes tapping

A million cows are stampeding

Feel his stomach turning

It's turning, it's turning

A million cowboys, they're toe-tapping

Feel those toes tapping

A million cows are stampeding

Feel his stomach turning

It's turning, it's turning

Place to place

The Rag and Bone man coming

And in the heat of the night

You can hear those trumpets screaming "round up"

See the Rag tool stagger off the sheep's head

Hear the distant howl of pleasure

And it's sending shivers down the spine

The Rag and Bone man coming

And through the heat of the night

The Rag and Bone man coming

Place to place

The Rag and Bone man coming

A million cowboys are toe-tapping

Feel those toes tapping

A million cows are stampeding

Feel his stomach turning

It's turning, it's turning

Place to place

The Rag and Bone man coming