Well last year we had a bumper crop
When them white oak acorns started to drop
So many I twisted my ankle walkin' to the stand
Everywhere you look was a sweet resentin'
Bigger round than a Florida lemon
Was a white tail grocery store all over the land
But this spring during turkey season
Jack frost came and he went to freezin'
Everything with a bumble bee or button of blue
Then summer came and there weren't no rain
Everybody said what a cryin' shame
And the DNR predicted deer season was due
Well me and my buddies we got to thinking
Sittin' around one night drinking
How we gonna fill up our deer tags
Then a light went off and I started to grin
I remembered 'bout my big grain bin
We started fillin' up fifty pound bags
Of them yella acorns
They're worth their weight in gold
Ima have more meat than my old deep freeze can hold
With all them yella acorns you'll have them eatin' from your hands
You're just gonna get yourself busted by the man
(Tell 'em Dallas)
Yeah we filled us up a dump truck load
My farm looked like the yella brick road
Ain't this much corn in Nebraska or Illinois
Then a monster buck he come a sniffin around
I was about to lay that old hammer down
When i heard a voice say "Get down from there, boy!"
Well I showed the warden my warnin' sign
That I posted up on my property line that said
This here corns to feed the birds and the squirrels aight
Let me make just one thing clear
Any deer caught feedin' here is trespassin'
And will be shot on sight
And then he slipped them cuffs around my arms
Took all I had except the farm
Took my truck my gun, took my cold beer
Now the only deer that I see is on TV and in the magazines
And I learned my lesson and now im steerin' clear
Of them yella acorns
They'll land your butt in jail
This orange jumpsuit ain't worth an ol' white tail
(stinky thing)
Yella acorns you'll have them eatin' from your hands
Just don't get yourself busted by the man