me and brother bill went hunting to the woods up in eastern Maine,
the reason why we went up there, we thought we might get some game,
yer me and brother went huntin' way in the middle of the night,
we spotted sumthin' like a grizzly bear and the goddarned thing turned white!!!!!

wellllll, packed my gun, (HAVE GUN WILL TRAVEL, BING SINGS)
and away I run, over sand and gravel,
brother bill says son whats a matter with you,
if he had known like me he would run some too!!!!!
we run with the speed of light,
(bing) sort of an earthbound satellite,
(both singers) we became the first four-legged jets,
pictures in the maine gazette,
somewhere we, are still running frett,
me and brother billlllllll,