I’ve walked alone down a beaten path
Where many have walked before
Only to find I was walking behind
Those who cared no more So venture I thought and start anew
There’s an old dirt road that leads to nowhere; on it lies natures best.
As you start to walk go over the knoll and look just off to the left.
Here is where the deer will lay, in a field beyond the pines,
And the noise you make while sneaking up, will turn their heads in time. With a few gallant strides they’ll disappear, off into the woods they’ll go.