Buckaroo

Saw a deer with blue antlers Sitting pretty in the yard Where we used to go out dancing And playing our guitars So I flipped through every book I could What could this ever mean? And I wish that I had understood Everything that had been Get down, get down Get down, get down, get down I saw a buck with blue antlers Just browsing through the marsh Where we used to go out fishing Where you reeled in my heart So I flipped through every scripture What could this ever mean? And I wish that I could make sense of Everything in this dream Get down, get down Get down, get down, get down