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

            Em                                                       
But at the night when the wind howls 
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Cross the hills of eastern Tennessee,  
     Em
And when the lightnin' flashes, 
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There's the strange thing that the people say they see : 
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An old grey headed ghost runnin' through mountains there, 
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It's Tiger Whitehead after his one hundredth bear. 
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Wild blackberries bloomin' in the thickets on the mountain, 
C                                 G
Sheep shire and water cress are growin' round the fountain, 
         C                                   G           Em
Where a big black bear is drinkin', lappin' water like a dog, 
  A                             D              D7
Tiger Whitehead's in the bed, sleepin' like a log.
      C                             G            C
But tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven inches wide, 
          G               D              G
And by sundown he'll be bringin' in the hide.