Last fall I hunted white-tail deer<br />
My dog and gun with me<br />
I wandered to a shady grove<br />
Where ivy grew dark green<br />
Where ivy grew dark green<br />
<br />
I raised my gun so carefully<br />
And fired into the trees<br />
Then saw it was my true love fell<br />
In a dress of darkest green<br />
A dress of darkest green<br />
<br />
Her eyes reflected back the moon<br />
As I carried her back to my car<br />
But as I crossed the empty road<br />
Was a dead deer in my arms<br />
A dead deer in my arms<br />
<br />
Next night I rowed upon the waves<br />
To catch a leaping fish<br />
But on the hook my lover's heart<br />
I pulled from briny depths<br />
I pulled from briny depths<br />
<br />
As I lay her cold corpse down<br />
In the bottom of my boat<br />
It was a jumping fish<br />
Caught in my nets and rope<br />
Caught in my nets and rope<br />
<br />
Third night I spied a wild boar<br />
Charging madly through the trees<br />
But I raised not my gun to her<br />
Just let her come to me<br />
Just let her run to me<br />
<br />
And as I fell in mossy ferns<br />
As her teeth grabbed hold of me<br />
It was the lips of my true love<br />
That kissed me dark and green<br />
Kissed me dark and green