Johnny Cash, June Carter Cash - Ole Slewfoot lyrics
[Johnny Cash, June Carter Cash - Ole Slewfoot lyrics]
High on the mountain what do I see
There's bear tracks bear tracks
Lookin' back at me
You better get your rifle boys before
It's too late
That bear's got a little pig and
Headed for the gate
He's bigger around the middle and
He's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour
Takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he
Ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Well I got me some money and
I got me some bees
And they started makin' honey way
Up in the trees
I chopped down the trees cause
My honey's all gone
Old Slew foot's done made himself at home
He's bigger around the middle and
He's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour
Takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he
Ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Some folks say he looks a lot like daddy
Winter's comin' on and it's forty below
The river's frozen over so where can he go
I'd get me a rifle boys and
Run him in the well
Then I shoot him in the bottom
Just to hear him yell
He's bigger around the middle and
He's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour
Takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he
Ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Some folks say he looks a lot like my Johnny
There's bear tracks bear tracks
Lookin' back at me
You better get your rifle boys before
It's too late
That bear's got a little pig and
Headed for the gate
He's bigger around the middle and
He's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour
Takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he
Ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Well I got me some money and
I got me some bees
And they started makin' honey way
Up in the trees
I chopped down the trees cause
My honey's all gone
Old Slew foot's done made himself at home
He's bigger around the middle and
He's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour
Takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he
Ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Some folks say he looks a lot like daddy
Winter's comin' on and it's forty below
The river's frozen over so where can he go
I'd get me a rifle boys and
Run him in the well
Then I shoot him in the bottom
Just to hear him yell
He's bigger around the middle and
He's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour
Takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he
Ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Some folks say he looks a lot like my Johnny