Lyrics of
Bear Creek Blues

Way up on Bear Creek
Watching the sun go down
Way up on Bear Creek
Watching he sun go down
Well, it makes me feel like
I'm on my last go 'round
Well, the water up on Bear Creek
Tastes like cherry wine
Yeah, the water up on Bear Creek
Tastes like cherry wine
One drink of that water
You stay drunk all the time
If you stay up on Bear Creek
You'll get like Jesse James
If you stay up on Bear Creek
You'll get like Jesse James
You'll take two pistols
And rob that Bear Creek train
I'm going high, high
Up on some lonesome hill
I'm going high, high
Up on some lonesome hill
To look down on Bear Creek
Where my good gal used to live
Way up on Bear Creek
Watching the sun go down
Way up on Bear Creek
Watching he sun go down
Well it makes me feel like
I'm on my last go 'round