They thought thin clearin' was the valley o' death an' they got very careful.

But the deer they kep' peekin' in at me.

Sumthin' funny 'bout a deer--they're so cu'rus.

Seem's though they loved the look o' me an' the taste o' the tame grass.

Mebbe God meant em t' serve in the yoke some way an' be the friend o' man.