The big ole bear walked from his cave hungrier that he had ever known.
Haggard, tough, mangled & [bad word]  Ain’t a beast alive would go toe to toe.
On the wind he caught the scent of prey as drool dripped from his mouth. With hunger on his mind,
Gravel in his gut,
He turned and he headed South.

Singing Oh no, Oh no, Oh no I ain’t gon die
Singing Oh no, Oh no, Oh no I ain’t gon die

Smoke rose up ahead as he barreled through those woods.
There’s no turning back now even if he could.
King of the forest, who could claim his throne?
When his might thunderous roar sends chills to the bone.

Singin Oh no, Oh no, Oh no I ain’t gon die.
Singin Oh no, Oh no, Oh no I ain’t gon die.

The hunter froze when he heard the [bad word] through the trees.
He setup a trap underneath a pile of leaves.
He grabbed his gun and backed away from the fire.
That big [bad word] bear was the heart of his desire.

When the bear came up, he knew something wasn’t right.
He smelled trouble all around that campfire light.
shot rang out, a bullet flew through the night sky.
It grazed the bear right above his left eye.
Madder than [bad word]  he stood up 8 feet tall lookin round.
One swipe of his massive paw, he [bad word] that hunter down.
Singin Oh no, Oh no, Oh no I ain’t gon die..