We weary deer live in fear, weary deer For we fear that we hear the hunters near With a tag for the toe of dear John and Jane Doe Oh no! We are wary, weary deer Hunt the moose or the goose, but please turn the poor deer loose For our families would miss us if we're not here We stay up all the night in a terrible fright Pity us, bleary, wary, weary deer Oh, the foot of the hare brings good luck beyond compare And the hair of the bear is more impressive That space on your wall could use a nice trophy trout Think about it, think about it While we weary deer live in fear, weary deer, Hiding down in the deep, damp, dark, dank den, in the gloom How we long for a day with the antelope to play Oh surely some sunshine shall shine soon Hunt big game if you must, they're more glamorous than us Or a feast of feathered fowl is delicious The elk stand so proud and so tall that they must Present a target that'll make you want to skip us Steer clear of the deer (hunt the moose or the goose) We live in fear, weary deer (or the hare or the bear) For we fear that we hear the Hunters near (or a feast of feathered fowl) Hey, how 'bout a trout? With a tag for the toe of John Deere and Jane Doe We are leery, bleary, wary, weary deer