Weird Bear

(Beaver)[x2]

Straggly raggly hair on his chin

Battered and tattered and ugly as sin

Eagle-eyed and floppy-eared

He's the man with the weird beard

Who is he, what is he, nobody knows

Both of his heels are as bare as his toes

Never had his whiskers sheared

He's the man with the weird beard

It isn't black

It isn't white

It isn't short, it ain't long

It just isn't right

It's the craziest garden of hair

Seven robins live in there

Walk with him, talk with him

What do you find?

More on his chin

Than he's got on his mind

And that's the story that I heared

About the man with the weird beard

[Chorus][Verse 2]

It isn't green (no)

It isn't gray (no)

It isn't oats, it ain't corn

It isn't hay (nay nay)

It's a jungle that hangs from his ears

He hasn't seen his feet for years

Look at him, look at him

Dressed in his best

Wearing a beaver

Instead of a vest

You aren't lived until you've heard

About the man with the weird beard

I said the man with the weird beard[x3]

(Beaver)[x2]

(Ow)