Ole Slew Foot Songtext
von Buck Owens
Ole Slew Foot Songtext
High on the mountain, tell me what do you see
Bear tracks, bear tracks, a-lookin′ back at me
Better get your rifle boys, before it's too late
′Cause the bear's got a little pig and headed through the gate
Well, he's big around the middle and he′s broad across the rump
Runnin′ 90 miles an hour takin' 30 feet a jump
Ain′t never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he′s a lot like me
Saved up my money and I got me some bees
They started makin' honey, way up in the trees
Cut down the trees but my honey′s all gone
Old Slew Foot's done made himself at home
Well, he's big around the middle and he′s broad across the rump
Runnin′ 90 miles an hour, takin' 30 feet a jump
Ain′t never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he′s a lot like me
Well, winter's comin′ on and it's 20 below
The river's froze over so where can he go?
We′ll chase him up the gully and we′ll run him in the well
We'll shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
Well, he′s big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Runnin′ 90 miles an hour, takin' 30 feet a jump
Ain′t never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he's a lot like me
Some folks say he′s a lot like me
Bear tracks, bear tracks, a-lookin′ back at me
Better get your rifle boys, before it's too late
′Cause the bear's got a little pig and headed through the gate
Well, he's big around the middle and he′s broad across the rump
Runnin′ 90 miles an hour takin' 30 feet a jump
Ain′t never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he′s a lot like me
Saved up my money and I got me some bees
They started makin' honey, way up in the trees
Cut down the trees but my honey′s all gone
Old Slew Foot's done made himself at home
Well, he's big around the middle and he′s broad across the rump
Runnin′ 90 miles an hour, takin' 30 feet a jump
Ain′t never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he′s a lot like me
Well, winter's comin′ on and it's 20 below
The river's froze over so where can he go?
We′ll chase him up the gully and we′ll run him in the well
We'll shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
Well, he′s big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Runnin′ 90 miles an hour, takin' 30 feet a jump
Ain′t never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he's a lot like me
Some folks say he′s a lot like me
Writer(s): Jay Lee Webb, Howard Hausey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com