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Tiger Whitehead
Wild blackberries bloomin' in the thickets on the mountain
Sheep shire and water cress are growin' round the fountain
Where a big black bear is drinkin' lappin' water like a dog
Tiger Whitehead's in the bed sleepin' like a log.
But tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven inches wide
And by sundown he'll be bringin' in the hide.
Pretty Sally Garland comin' down the mountain side
Where Tiger Whitehead's tryin' to nap a mill at the mill
She sits down on a bearskin and she says “You'll be my man
I'll have me the best bear hunter in these hills.”
A wild child was Tiger Whitehead and they say he killed
Ninety-nine bears before he went to rest went to rest
Once he left two bear cubs orphaned but he brought 'em right on home
And Sally nursed the two bear cubs upon her breast.
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Tiger now is eighty-five and he lay upon his bed
And the bears he killed now numbered ninety-nine ninety-nine.
Some fellers trapped the bear but Tiger said “Just let him go
If he ain't running wild he won't be mine.”
But at the night when the wind howls
Cross the hills of eastern Tennessee
And when the lightnin' flashes
There's the strange thing that the people say they see :
An old grey headed ghost runnin' through mountains there
It's Tiger Whitehead after his one hundredth bear.
Wild blackberries bloomin' in the thickets on the mountain
Sheep shire and water cress are growin' round the fountain
Where a big black bear is drinkin' lappin' water like a dog
Tiger Whitehead's in the bed sleepin' like a log.
But tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven inches wide
And by sundown he'll be bringin' in the hide.
