Once there was a mountain man who couldn't write his name
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Yet he deserves the front row seat in History's Hall of Fame
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He forgot more about the Indians than we will ever know
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He spoke the language of the Sioux the Black Foot and the Crow
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(Let's drink to old Jim Bridger yes lift your glasses high)
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As long as there's the USA don't let his memory die
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(That he was making history never once occured to him)
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But I doubt if we'd been here if it weren't for men like Jim
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He spoke with General Custer and said listen Yellow Hair
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The Sioux are the great nation so treat 'em fair and square
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Sit in on their war councils, don't laugh away their pride
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But Custer didn't listen at Little Big Horn Custer died
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(Let's drink to old Jim Bridger...
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There's poems and there's legends that tell of Carson's fame
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Yet compared to Jim Bridger Kit was civilized and tame
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These words are straight from Carson's lips if you place that story by him
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If there's a man who knows this God forsaken land it's Jim
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(Let's drink to old Jim Bridger...
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Jim Bridger
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| Johnny Horton |
