Mother Deer

She frolics in the land
In a land of endless spring
No scavengers or machines
She is free
But somewhere in a field of clover she waits for me
And as the cars go rollin' by
The highway hums a lullaby
And she’s sleeping on the side
Of the street
Somewhere in a field of clover she waits for me
Now I walk these hills alone
With no little one
To stumble along
After me
But somewhere in a field of clover she waits for me
She frolics in the land
In a land of endless spring
No scavengers or machines
She is free