High on the mountain, tell me what you see
Bear tracks, bear tracks looking back at me
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Ain't never been caught, he ain't never been tree'd
Some folks say he look a lot like me
Winter's coming on and it's twenty below
And the river's froze over, so where can he go?
We'll chase him up the gully then we'll run him in the well
And shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Ain't never been caught, he ain't never been tree'd
Some folks say he look a lot like me
This cache can be found at:
N41 44.(A-180) W88 22.(801-A)
Where "A" = The vertical leap of Slew Foot in inches times one hundred