Massimo Amicarelli & Marco Mancini - Deer Hunter

DEER HUNTER It was morning ’bout one hour before the dawn To be sure not to meet anyone He wore the camo and took his shotgun Ready to go Just to find what was dwelling there In the trees among the glare ’til he felt some fear in the air He was hunting: t’was the deer he was going after Not for food but to steal its antlers One wrong step and down the edge he tumbled So he fell Down the ditch and broke some bones Hit his head on a mossy stone And his life almost seemed to be gone… Then th