High on a moutain I tell ya what I see
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Bear tracks, bear tracks lookin' back at me.
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You better get your rifle boy, before it's too late
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Cause the bears got a little pig and headed thru the gate
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He's big around the middle and he broad across the rump
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Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
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He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
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And some folks say he look alot like me
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Ole slew foot, he's a mighty mighty bear
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Feet like a tub and long brown hair
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He's eleven feet tall and he's twenty feet around
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He's head up the moutain boy so rustle up the hound
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He's big around the middle and he broad across the rump
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Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
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He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
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And some folks say he look alot like me
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Well I saved up my mun and I bought me some bees
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And they started making honey way up the tree
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I cut down the tree but the honey's all gone
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Ole slew foot done made himself at home
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He's big around the middle and he broad across the rump
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Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
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He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
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And some folks say he look alot like me
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Winters coming on and its twenty below
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The rivers froze over so where can he go
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We chase him up the gully and we run him in the well
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We shoot him in the bottom and we listen to him yell
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He's big around the middle and he broad across the rump
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Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
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He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
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And some folks say he look alot like me
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some folks say he look alot like me
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some folks say he look alot like me
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some folks say he look alot like me
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some folks say he look alot like me
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Ole Slew Foot
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| Johnny Horton |
