Aaron Espe - Deer Hunting Lyrics

It's early November, I follow my father
Our footsteps crunch in the snow
Somewhere in the middle of Beltrami forest
My toes have already froze

We stop at a tree, a tall creaky pine
With two-by-fours nailed to the limbs
I climb up and sit down, then wave to my father
Who's promised to return again

But if I didn't know better, I just might believe
This deer hunting thing is a crime
High up in a tree, my rifle and me
With nothing to kill but time

The first half an hour I do pretty well
I sit still and don't make a sound
At forty-five minutes I become real jealous
Of anything touching the ground

Now it's been several hours, I can't help but wonder
If my father's even alive
For all I know he's been eaten by wolves
If I wait I might wait till I die

If I didn't know better, I just might believe
This deer hunting thing is a crime
High up in a tree, my rifle and me
With nothing to kill but time

I see orange in the distance, oh joy, happy day
My father is on his way back
He says, "So, how'd it go?"
I wipe nose and I tell him
That I had a blast

But if I didn't know better, I just might believe
This deer hunting thing is a crime
High up in a tree, my rifle and me
With nothing to kill but time

Well if I didn't know better
I just might believe
We all must be out of our minds
High up in a tree for eternity
With nothing to kill but time
Nothing to kill but time