High on the mountain tell me what you see
Bear tracks bear tracks looking back at me
Better get your rifle boys before it's too late
'Cause a bear's got a little pig and headed thru the gate
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Running ninety miles an hour taking thirty feet a jump
Ain't never been caught he ain't never been tree'd
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
I saved up my mon' and I bought me some bees
And they started making honey way up in the trees
Cut down the tree but my honey's all gone
Ole Slew-Foot's done made himself at home
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Winter's coming on and it's twenty below
And the river's froze over so where can he go
We'll chase him up the gulley then we'll run him in the well
We'll shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
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