The Hunter

Dirt road, a lonely hunter
Can't find his doe.
She lost her antlers
And broke her bones.

He left his shotgun shells
And stones at home.
He put a buck in the back of
A pickup truck.

Take me home,
Let me go.
I don’t need no preacher man to
Save my soul.
 
Tie me up,
Throw your stones.
But look me in the eye before you
Lock and load,
Lock and load.
Save my soul,
And put a buck in the back of
A pickup truck.

The hunter lost his doe.
And he don’t know where to go.
And he's lookin’ at me and my freedom speech,
And his hunger starts to grow.
And show, show me your shotgun!
If looks could kill, you got a deadly one.
And I'm tangled up in barbed wire.
Yes I'm danglin' over your campfire.
And I got stuck, tangled up
I got stuck, in the back of
A pickup truck.

Baptized, tell me lies,
You’re so quick to criticize.
Break down, break my bones,
Break some bread with these homophobes.




Fight back, last attack,
I’m gonna get you in the sack.
And put a buck in the back of the
A pickup truck.

Take me home,
Let me go.
I don’t need no preacher man to
Save my soul.
He’s gonna soak my jeans in gasoline.
He’s gonna strike a match on my disease.
He put a buck in the back of
A pickup truck.

The hunter lost his doe.
And he don’t know where to go.
And he's lookin’ at me and my freedom speech,
And his hunger starts to grow.
And show, show me your shotgun!
If looks could kill, you got a deadly one.
And I'm tangled up in barbed wire.
Yes I'm danglin' over your campfire.
And I got stuck, tangled up
I got stuck, in the back of
A pickup truck.