Hunter Green

Last fall I hunted white-tail deer

My dog and gun with me

I wandered to a shady grove

Where ivy grew dark green, where ivy grew dark green

I raised my gun so carefully

And fired into the trees

Then saw it was my true love fell

In a dress of darkest green, a dress of darkest green

Her eyes reflected back the moon

As I carried her back to my car

But as I crossed the empty road

Twas a dead deer in my arms, a dead deer in my arms

Next night I rowed upon the waves

To catch a leaping fish

But on the hook, my lover's heart

I pulled from briny depths, I pulled from briny depths

As I lay her cold corpse down

In the bottom of my boat

It was a jumping fish

Caught in my nets and rope, caught in my nets and rope

Third night I spied a wild boar

Charging madly through the trees

But I raised not my gun to her

Just let her come to me, just let her run to me

And as I fell in mossy ferns

As her teeth grabbed hold of me

It was the lips of my true love

That kissed me dark and green, kissed me dark and green