Deer I went up on the mountain huntin' some deer, I shot one dead and brought it back here. I drug it to a tree where others had been, I hung it up there so it could be skinned. I took out my knife and I took off my coat, I slit that deer from it's gullet to it's throat! I took the stuff out and made a big gut pile, While all you fools stood around with a real big smile. After I cut it up my freezer was full, That'a a lot of meat and that ain't no bull. I took out some meat and I threw it in the skillet, My belly was empty and I was goin' to fill it! I cooked up the best steaks that you ever saw, For some real fine cookin' come to Arkansas! I whipped up some 'taters and some beans, I fried some bread to go with my greens. Don't mess with me while I'm eatin' or you'll get cuffed, I ate and ate until I got stuffed. Now with a beer and a very full belly, I sat on the couch and watched the telly. And there on the wall was that twelve point rack, I'll sure be dreamin' of that after I hit the sack. I tanned the hide and I hung it too, There'll be plenty more up there before I'm through. That's another throphy that I hung up, Now I have a tale to tell my friends when they say "Whassup?" RDW aka handy |