The Hunter's Wife Lyrics

A maritime captain

Whose only reaction was to fiend

He fiend

And his maiden demanding

That the frost covered landing so be cleaned

He cleaned

Despite insurrection

His lonely collection once gleamed

Once gleamed

But his maiden demanding

And his temper, notwithstanding

Still steamed

This blue maiden, well, she hummed the softest melody

It was the only melody he learned

And if he wishes, well, he could be the venison

And I could be the hunter's wife