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