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High on the mountain tell me what do you see
Bear tracks bear tracks're lookin' back at me
You better get your rifles boy before it's too late
Cause the bear's got a little big and headed through the gate
He's bigger round a middle and he's brought across a rough
Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' thirty feet to jump
He never been caught and he ain't never been treat some folks say looks a lot like me
dobro - steel
Saved up my money and bought me some bees
They started makin' honey way up in the tree
I chup down the trees but my honey's all gone
Ole slew foot's done made himself a home
He's bigger round a middle...
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Well winter's comin' on and it's twenty below
The river's frozen over so where can he go
We chase him in the golly and we run him in the well
And shoot him at the bottom and we listen to him yell
He's bigger round a middle...
Yeah some folks say looks a lot like me