As we can see the bright moon lights up the night
And we can hear the coyotes as they are having a fight
You can see where the deer have made their path to the farmers land
Where they like stay because the hay tasted so grand
You can watch the racoon headed to the creek
To wash their food that tasted so sweet
You can hear the dogs as they howl in the truck
Because standing by the trees they have seen a large buck
The geese are flying north to their resting place
While they fly in a large V with beautiful grace
You can see a squirrel climbing up the side of the tree
To get some honey that was made by the bumble bee
Then you can hear the men cutting the oak trees down
So they can build some homes and call it their town
The buffalo have been hunted just for their hides
As you can hear the calf crying laying by his mother’s side
The A.K. rifle is being used by some men to kill
All of the animals that were roaming in the hills
Someday we will learn how GOD felt on a given day
As he watches and began to cry for his friends have no place to stay
Then someday these men will look into God’s eyes and have to explain
How the killing of his animals was only for their own gain