Preacher And The Bear - Guardian

Well the Preacher went a-huntin'

On a Sunday morn

Though it was against his religion

He took his gun along

Shot himself some very fine quail

One big weaselly hare

And on the way returnin' home

He met a grizzly bear

Well the bear marched out in the middle of the road

Up to the Preacher, you see

Preacher got so excited

Climbed up a cinnamon tree

Well the bear sat down on the ground

Preacher out on a limb

He turned his eyes to the Lord in the skies

These words he said unto Him

He said, «Oh Lord!

Didn’t you deliver Daniel from the Lions' Den?

Jonah from the belly of a whale and then

Three hebrew children from the fiery furnace

The good book do declare

Oh, Lord

If you can’t help me, please don’t help that bear.»

The Preacher stayed up in that tree

I think it was all night

He said, «Oh Lord, don’t help that bear

Or you’ll see an awful fight!»

Just about then the limb let go

Preacher came a-tumblin' down

You shoulda seen him get his razor out

Before he hit the ground

He hit that ground cuttin' right to left

Put up a very good fight

Just then the bear hugs this man

Squeezed him a little too tight

Well the Preacher lost his razor

But the bear hung on to him

He turned his eyes to the Lord in the skies

These words he said unto Him

He said, «Oh Lord!

Didn’t you deliver Daniel from the Lions' Den?

Jonah from the belly of a whale and then

Three hebrew children from the fiery furnace

The good book do declare

Oh, Lord