Huntin' for Coon but I'm loaded for Bear

When I was a boy, just turned 14
I had an old Coonhound, by the name of Queen
When we went a huntin', we made quite a pair
We were huntin' for coon, but we were loaded for bear

Up on hill and down the other
carrying 9 raccoons and their Pa & Mother
If we came home empty handed, that was rare
For me and Old Queen, we were loaded for bear

One day me and Old Queen, we treed us a coon
That tree was so tall it nearly scraped on the moon
I threw down my gun and I said "Ill swear
I'm a climbing for coon, but I'm loaded for bear"

I climb about a mile up that dab blame tree
but nothing yet, was I able to see
I heard a commotion down on the ground
Old Queen had let out, that she was a' homeward bound

Now Queen ain't no quitter, she's a first class pooch
but that dog took off, like she'd been shot full of hooch
And I glanced straight down and loss and mercy me
There's a big black bear, and he's a' loaded for me

Here I am, half way to the top
hanging on tight, trying hard not to drop
I said, "Lord, I ain't much, but if you've got a notion of answering this prayer
you best come quick, and loaded for bear"


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