I wanna know how many scars you have And memories tattooed on your soul I wanna know what its like to have a cross to bear And struggle while growing old You've got so many stories To tell with honour and pride Tales of bravery, tales of truth You reveal with a tear in your eye It's the thrill of the hunt At the end of the day The only thing that's left is a story to tell No glory, no fame, no riches or gold Was it still worth it you ask your self It's the thrill of the hunt