Up in the woods, A way up there.
He looked at me, I looked at him,
He sized up me, I sized up him.
He said to me, Why don't you run?
I see you don't, Have any gun.
And so I ran, Away from there,
And right behind, Me was that bear.
A great big tree, Oh, golly gee.
The lowest branch, Was ten feet up,
I had to jump, And trust my luck.
And so I jumped, Into the air,
But I missed that branch, On the way up there.
Now don't you fret, And don't you frown,
I caught that branch, On the way back down.
That's all there is, there ain't no more,
Until I meet that bear once more.
