"Last fall I hunted whitetailed deer,
My dog and gun with me,
I wandered to a shady grove,
Where ivy grew dark green.

I raised my gun so carefully,
And fired it into the trees
And saw it was my true love fair,
In a dress of darkest green

Her eyes reflected back on me
As I carried her back to the car,
But as I crossed that empty road,
It was a dead deer in my arms"
-Hunter Green, Handsome Family