Sitting in the forest drinking a glass of wine
And gazing at the sky looking at the bright sun shine
When I hear a strange noise coming from the hills
And then the wind comes up giving me a awful chill
The hunters get out thinking they will get a kill
As they stare at me when I give out a loud yell
Then I climb up to the tree top to hide
As the birds and squirrels sit by my side
You can hear the cry of the wolf in his cave
And the splashing sounds of the ocean wave
But nature has it ways to mend our land
and repair the damage done by man’s hand