Lyrics:

come on over my sporting frendbring your favorite weaponshow me how you make your markfrom the whistle in the windthrough the center of the heartthe moon is full, the night is clearhunting season is drawing nearshow me how you claim your groundpull the arrow back, take one down(*)maybe tonightmaybe you'll showwaht you feel behind your bowand maybe I'll go hunting toodown in the valley with youI wonder where you hide your heartI wait for signals in the darkmy aim is pretty goodI'm as quiet as a deer in the wood(*)close your eyes, count to tenyou never know you never knowyou never know when you never know(*)so bring this famous trick you dobring your arrow, bring your gunand bring the ache that burns right throughgonna find out who is the hunted one(*)