OLE SLEW FOOT - *CLICK HERE* Ole Slewfoot Writer: Howard Hausey
[A] High on the mountain, tell me what you see Bear tracks, bear tracks [D] lookin' back at [A] me Better get your rifle boys, 'fore it's too late 'Cause a bear's got a little pig and [D] headed thru the [A] gate.
CHORUS He's [E] big around the middle and he's [A] broad across the rump Runnin' [E] ninety miles an hour takin' [A] thirty feet a jump Ain't never been caught, he ain't never been tree'd Some folks say he looks a [D] lot like [A] me.
I saved up my mon' and I bought me some bees And they started makin' honey way up in the trees Cut down the tree but my honey's all gone Ole Slew-Foot's done made himself at home. CHORUS
Winter's comin' on and it's twenty below And the river's froze over so where can he go We'll chase him up the gulley then we'll run him in the well We'll shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell. CHORUS