James Dickey - Pg. 95 lyrics

Behind the tents, before I had gotten into the woods, I had figured that since I had the equipment to hunt and knew to some extent how to use it, I might as well make some show of doing what I said I had come here for. All I had really wanted was to stay away a reasonable length of time, long enough for the others to wake and find me gone- I thought of just sitting down on the bank of the ravine and waiting for half an hour by my watch- and then walk back into camp with my bow strung and say I'd been out taking a look around. That would satisfy honor But now not; not quite. I was really looking and really listening, and a good many things came together in my legs and arms and fingers. I was a good shot, at least up to thirty-five yards, and the visibility I had was not going to be anything like that in the next half hour. I could do it, if I came on a deer; I felt certain I could, and would