High on the mountain, tell me what you see

Bear tracks, bear tracks lookin' back at me

Better get your rifle boys, 'fore it's too late

'Cause a bear's got a little pig and headed thru the gate.



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He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump

Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' 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 makin' 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 comin' 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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