Blind country all around, it's starting to get tight,
A burning scent without relent has dragged us through the thick of it then slipped right out of sight,
Holy Hell almighty, If I only understood,
Why you sent me one so flighty I could tell the trees from wood
Tear along the line, Tear along the line,
The Quarry's as quick as the thicket is thick now don't be left behind,
Tear along the line, Tear along the line,
And don't be left behind.
"I've got you now" I cried, albeit still in flight,
A biddable hound; a formidable sound, I'll catch you even if I have to chase you through the night,
Your cover now abandon there's good sinking to be done,
More than I had planned on, I was thinking there'd be none,
Tear along the line, Tear along the line,
The Quarry's as quick as the thicket is thick now don't be left behind,
Tear along the line, Tear along the line,
And don't be left behind.
Mr. James, sit down we've got some news about your wife,
Mr. James, this morning I'm afraid she lost her life,
Out beyond the boundary rang three shots and she was felled,
And I searched all around me but he didn't leave a tell,
Mr. James, do hear me if it puts your mind at ease,
Mr. James, do steer me a direction, if you please,
Out beyond the boundary lurks this brute, he will be found,
He may try to run but I will smoke him from the ground.
Tear along the line, Tear along the line,
The Quarry's as quick as the thicket is thick now don't be left behind,
Tear along the line, Tear along the line,
And don't be left behind.