He'd been thrown out the front door Hit the ground hard Now he knelt in the gravel lot Just outside the bar He heard the sound of her hooves Between the cars A pure white doe at the edge of the woods Watching him in the dark When he looked up she bolted She ran down the hill He chased her through the old cedar trees Was not sure she was real It's whiskey and religion It's guilty as a dog It's the wolves outside your kitchen It's the fuse and the cannonball It's the match knocks down your wall At the edge of the lake The white deer was suddenly gone Just the moon on the hills A dream all along But then he heard crying Turned his head to see A beautiful girl in a white gown She told him that she'd lost her ring In the lake she pointed He waded out and dove in Dove down three times - third time came up With the ring in his hand It's whiskey and religion It's guilty as a dog It's the wolves outside your kitchen It's the fuse and the cannonball It's the match knocks down your wall He collapsed on the shore He was no longer young The witch took the ring and laughed over him said My friend you are done I'm the bringer of pain For the wrongs you have done He was too weak he could not move And again she was gone It's whiskey and religion It's guilty as a dog It's the wolves outside your kitchen It's the fuse and the cannonball It's the match knocks down your wall He awoke the next morning Stood up on the rocks Looked at his hands they were young again He climbed the hill back to his truck