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The bear farmers of Birnam |
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Go out every night |
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Creep up on their harvest slowly |
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They got claw marks through and through |
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They lose an arm or two |
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No, it's not a job for everybody |
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The bear farmers of Birnam |
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Go out every night |
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Sing a song the bears are knowin' |
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You may squeeze and you may roar |
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You may bite and you may claw |
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But the bear farmers keep a-goin' |
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A bear farmer is proud |
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He's a strong and silent man |
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He never has the time to tarry |
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He lasts less than a year |
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But he never sheds a tear |
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Still, he's not the kind a girl should marry |
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A bear farmer won't shirk |
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Though it's often risky work, |
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He never will complain about it |
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If an arm or leg is strewn |
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On the ground he sees it hewn |
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He shrugs and learns to do without it |
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The bear farmers of Birnam |
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Go out every night, |
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Sing a song the bears are knowin' |
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You may squeeze and you may roar |
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You may bite and you may claw |
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But the bear farmers keep a-goin' |
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A bear farmer will smell |
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And in romance not do well |
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Oftentimes the girls reject you |
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A bear won't treat you so |
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You're satisfied to know |
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When he chews you up he still respects you. |
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The bear farmers of Birnam |
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Go out every night, |
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Sing a song - the bears do know him |
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You may squeeze and you may roar |
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You may bite and you may claw, |
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But the bear farmers keep a-goin' |
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Squeeze and you may roar |
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You may bite and you may claw |
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But the bear farmers keep a-goin |
