Well last year we had a bumper crop When them white oak acorns started to drop So many I twisted my ankle walking to the stand Everywhere you look was a sweet persimmon Big around as a Florida lemon Was a white tailed grocery store all over the land But this spring during turkey season Jack frost came and he went to freezing Everything with a bumblebee a bud and a bloom Then summer came and there weren't no rain Everybody said what a crying shame DNR predicted deer season was doomed Well me and my buddies we got to thinking Sitting around one night drinking How we gunna fill up our deer tags Then a light went off and I started to grin I remembered about my big grain bin We started fillin' up 50 pound bags Of them yellow acorns They were fare weight in gold I'm gonna have more meat than my deep freeze can hold With all them yellow acorns You have 'em eating from your hand Just don't get yourself busted by the man Tell them Dallas
Yea we filled us up a dump truck load And the farm looked like the yellow brick road Ain't this much corn in Nebraska, Illinois Then a monster buck came sniffing round I was bout to lay to old hammer down When I heard a voice say Get down from there boy Well I showed the warden my wanted sign That I posted up on my property line It said this here corn is to feed the birds and squirrels aright Well let me just make one thing clear Any deer caught feeding here is trespa**ing And will be shot on sight And then he slipped them cuffs around my arms Took all I had cept the farm He took my truck my gun Took my cold beer Now the only deer that I see Is on TV and in a magazine And I learned my lesson Now I'm staring clear Of them Yellow acorns They'll land your bu*t in jail This orange jumpsuit ain't worth and old white tail Yellow acorns Will have them eating from your hand Just don't get yourself busted by the man