I've been a deer hunter for many a year
I've spent all most my earnings on American beer
Now I have returned war-weary and sore
And I think I will never hunt deer any more

And it's no, nay, never (will shoot a deer)
No, nay, never no more
Will I be a deer hunter
no never, no more

I've worked in a steel mill in blast furnace crew
I was was sent to Viet Nam as but cannon food
I've fought in the jungle, I've fought in the mud
I've been beaten and captured, and covered in blood

And it's no, nay, never...

I've been tortured by Viet Cong, I've been locked in a cage
Been sucked by the leeches, been hit in a rage
I've played Russian Roulette, and I've played it so well
I've killed human beings, I've been through the Hell

And it's no, nay, never...

Now I've come back home and I work in the mill
I could not shoot deer as we're hunting at hill
Now Steven is crippled and Nick had mad gone
I found him at Saigon, he won't come back home

And it's no, nay never...