Old Slewfoot…another with chords

OLD SLEWFOOT (Manney, Hausey & Webb)
A favorite bluegrass song, “Old Slewfoot” is about a clever bear
who keeps evading his rural human neighbors.

C
1.High upon a mountain, tell me, what do you see?
F C
Bear tracks, bear tracks looking back at me.
C
Better get your rifle boys, before it’s too late
F C
The bear’s got a little pig and he’s heading for the gate
G C
Chorus: He’s big around the middle, and he’s broad across the rump
G C
Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
C
He ain’t never been caught, he ain’t never been treed
F C
Some folks say he looks a lot like me.

2.Saved up my money and I bought me some bees
Started growing honey way up in the trees
Saved up my money but the honey’s all gone
Old Slewfoot’s gone and made himself a home. (Chorus)

3.Winter’s coming on and it’s forty below
River’s froze over, so where can he go?
We’ll run him up the gully, and we’ll chase him in the well
Shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell. (Chorus)

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Old Slewfoot…with chords

[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

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Old Slewfoot

High on the mountain, tell me what do you see
Beartracks beartracks looking back at me
Better get your rifles before its too late
The bear's got a little pig and headed for the gate

    He's big around the middle and broad across the rump
    Running ninety miles an hour taking thirty feet a jump
    Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treed
    And some folks say he looks a lot like me

Saved up my money and bought me some bees
Started making honey way up in the trees
Cut down the trees but the honey's all gone
Old slew foot has done made himself at home

  * Refrain

Winter's coming on and its forty below
River's froze over so where can he go
I'll chase him up the gulley and run him in the well
Shoot him the bottom just to listen to him yell

  * Refrain

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