I was driving and watching the Northern Star,
Then three big bucks ran in front of my Saab car,
I swerved hard left to miss,
And gave an oak tree a kiss,
Now from the Northern Star I look down from afar.
Just how I earned my golden angel wings,
Is no topic of my favorite things,
I saw three big buck deer,
I hit my breaks and couldn't steer,
Now I'm in the choir where the angel sings.