Cowboy Junkies - Hunted Lyrics
Emmas in a part of townWhere she doesnt recognize the streetsNamed for famous native sonsAnd out of every crevice comes creepingA threat in her directionLucys outside her homeHeading towards her corner storeShe stays on well-travelled pathsAnd is always making sureThat she doesnt develop patternsThere are trap linesRunning up and down main streetWire snares thirsting for your neck and feetSusan doesnt like the way her curtainsAre blowing in the windShe swears she locked that windowBefore she went out dancingShe stands frozen in her doorwayJudy hears a sound coming from the other roomShe knows she should be alonecause the kids left at noonTo go visit their fatherQuick to your phone dial 911Invite a strange man into your homeWholl be carrying a gunLeslies working lateShes got a deadline to meetIn walks her boss,Upon her desk he puts his feetAnd says alone at lastReannes got a new boyfriendAnd theyre getting alongUntil he locks the door and says dont struggle,Im stronger than you are.Just one question Im dying to ask, you said,Do you know what its like to be hunted?
