The Deer Camp Song

A million years ago or yesterday I used to pull out a big rocking chair every night and rock my tiny babies to sleep. I sang old favorites and made up songs as we rocked. This was one of their favorites. Sung to Yellow Submarine by the Beatles.
In the town where I was born,
lived a man who loved the deer
and he told us of his life
in the land of Indian Dreams.
- So we drove unto the sun,
till we found a land of green,
and we lived beneath the bluffs
in the land of Indian Dreams.
---We all live at the deer camp, the deer camp, the deer camp.
---We all live at the deer camp, the deer camp, the deer camp.
We drive 4-wheelers to the Indian Mound,
there we go, around and round
Cross the lake , we saw a snake
and some deer, the airs so clear
(Refrain)
Then we drive along the road,
stopping often to reload.
There flys a duck, I got my buck!
Then back to deer camp in the truck.
(Refrain)
As we live a life of ease,
everyone hunts all they please
Sky of blue and trees of green
In the land
of Indian Dreams.
Pretty corny, but it was a magical time when they were little and I wanted to remember some of the songs we sang and enjoyed as I rocked them to sleep. Besides, you might find yourself humming this song later on with a smile on your face.