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I always will remember twas a year ago November
I went out to hunt some deer on a morning bright and clear
I went and shot the maximum the game laws would allow
Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow
I was in no mood to trifle I took down my trusty rifle
Went out to stalk my prey what a haul I made that day
I tied them to my fender and I drove them home somehow
Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow
The law was very firm it, took away my permit
The worst punishment I ever endured
It turned out there was a reason, cows were out of season
And one of the hunters wasn't insured
People ask me how I do it and I say theres nothing to it
You just stand there looking cute and when something moves you shoot
And theres ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now
Two game wardens, seven hunters and a pure bred guernsey cow