Of My Brothers and the Bear Hop Along

We thought we heard a bear
We turned around to run
Me and my cousins one by one

Thought man if I had a gun
I'd have shot him in the head
I'd of shot that big bear dead

Laid his skin out in the sun
And hang him up to dry with clothespins
And the town would think me brave

Throw a party in my honor
Mom would paint my face with deer blood
I'd enter like a god

And the bear'd be on a flagpole
Wave to all the little boys and girls
Come spring he would disintegrate
And be reborn a plumber

So suddenly it seems to me I ain't no artist
I ougha be the dirt along the ocean floor
So when it drains I'll float to shore

Now scathingly I'll throw the paint along my wall
And fall and faint
My bones will know just what to do
By the break of dawn I will be new