Slew Foot
Comin' down the mountain boys
What do I see?
Bear tracks, bear tracks comin' after me
Better get your rifle before it's too late
The bear's got a pig and it's headed for the gate
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Makin' Ninety miles an hour, takin' thirty feet a jump
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
I took all my money, I bought me some bees
They started makin' honey, way up in the trees
I cut down the tree, and my honey's all gone
Ole slew foot done made himself at home
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Makin' Ninety miles an hour, takin' thirty feet a jump
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Winter time's comin' and it's twenty below
The river's froze over, where can he go?
We'll chase him up the holler, run him in the well
We'll shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Makin' Ninety miles an hour, takin' thirty feet a jump
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
What do I see?
Bear tracks, bear tracks comin' after me
Better get your rifle before it's too late
The bear's got a pig and it's headed for the gate
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Makin' Ninety miles an hour, takin' thirty feet a jump
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
I took all my money, I bought me some bees
They started makin' honey, way up in the trees
I cut down the tree, and my honey's all gone
Ole slew foot done made himself at home
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Makin' Ninety miles an hour, takin' thirty feet a jump
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Winter time's comin' and it's twenty below
The river's froze over, where can he go?
We'll chase him up the holler, run him in the well
We'll shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Makin' Ninety miles an hour, takin' thirty feet a jump
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Credits
Writer(s): Howard Hausey, James Webb
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