Cowboy Junkies - Hunted lyrics

Where she doesn't recognize the streets

Named for famous native sons

And out of every crevice comes creeping

A threat in her direction

Lucy's outside her home

Heading towards the corner store

She stays on well travelled paths

And is always making sure

That she doesn't develop patterns

There are trap lines running up and down main street

Wire snares thirsting for your neck and feet

Susan doesn't like the way her curtains

Are blowing in the wind

She swears she locked that window

Before she went out dancing

She stands frozen in the doorway

Judy hears a sound coming from the other room

She knows she should be alone

'Cause the kids left at noon

To go visit their father

Quick to your phone, dial 911

Invite a strange man into your home who'll be carrying a gun

Leslie's working late

She's got a deadline to meet

In walks her boss

On her desk he puts his feet

And says, Alone at last

Reanne's got a new boyfriend

And they're getting along

Until he locks the door

And says, don't struggle

I'm stronger than you are

Just one question I'm dying to ask, he said

Do you know what it's like to be hunted