Twelve Pointer Deer

A raw outlaw‑country story about beer‑drinking buddies cruising the backroads at night, shining a spotlight across the fields looking for big bucks. When they drop a massive twelve‑pointer, they celebrate like they’ve hit the jackpot — until the next morning at the check‑in station. A young boy walks over, looks at the deer, and quietly says it’s the buck he’s been chasing for the last three years. His heartbreak shows the real cost of poaching: a dream stolen in the dark.

Includes:

• High‑quality MP3

• High‑quality WAV

• Lyrics (included below)

Written by: Paul Michael Hanyok

Melody developed from original lyrical composition

Cover art created and formatted by Paul Michael Hanyok

Demo vocal rendered using AI voice technology

Inspired by real field experiences as a Maryland Game Warden

[Verse]

New moon up could hardly be seen

Deer in rut feedin' on the beans

Got in my Ford F350 four wheel drive

Waitin' for my beer drinkin' buddies to arrive

I tested my jacklight million candle light power

It worked well enough to make a Game Warden cower

My Winchester magnum gun propped up on the seat

Sighted, loaded, ready for antlers and meat

{Chorus]

Yeah it's going to be a good night

Jackin' deer with my buddies

Smokin' cigars

Drinkin' beer

Talkin' about our honeys

We'll shine the bright light along the woods line

After that big buck the twelve pointer kind

[Verse]

Ridin' the roads lightin' fields I know

We saw a doe deer come from Farmer Brown's headgerow

Followed by a buck with his nose in the air

The magnum gun was fired even though it wasn't fair

We all looked around making sure the coast was clear

Darn well knowin' the Warden could be near

A monster twelve pointer behind the tail gate

Headed to the check in station just after daybreak

[Chorus]

Oh it was a good night

Jackin' deer with my buddies

Smokin' cigars

Drinkin' beer

Talkin' about our honeys

We shined the bright light along the woods line

Takin' that twelve pointer deer the one we had in mind

[Verse]

A boy came over saw the deer in the truck

And asked how did I come to have such good luck

He wondered if the deer came off Farmer Brown's land

Lookin' teary eyed at me with his bow in his hand

Said sir I'm not much a ballplayer football or baseball too

Just a boy who likes to hunt that's all I want to do

I bought my hunting license for the last three years

Just to get a chance at that twelve pointer deer

[Chrous]

No it wasn't a good night

Jackin' deer with my buddies

Smokin' cigars

Drinkin' beer

Talkin' about our honeys

We shined the bright light along the woods line

Now wishin' we hadn't takin' the deer the one on the boy's mind

Copyright 2012 Paul Michael Hanyok

Song Lyrics were a Finalist in the 2011 Great American Song Contest