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Big Foot
From Canada to California back up in the trees, There’s a legendary creature no one ever really sees, He’s a snow-man and an ape-man, and a monster and a myth, But he’s no one that a man would ever dare to battle with. On the southern side of Washington, the spring of ‘Sixty-Nine, Now the weather it was colder, up and down the timberline, And the monster he was hungry and he left his tracks around, But nobody ever saw him, for he never made a sound. And we’re never going to catch him, for he always disappears, And the Big Foot, he’ll keep living for another million years. He’s the answer and the question, he’s the riddle of our time, But nobody ever shoots him, since it turned into a crime. And they didn’t have to pass a law to save his savage hide For a man who’d hunt the Big Foot would be bound for suicide. But I still would like to see him, from a mile or so away, With a camera so that I could prove the things I have to say, But nobody’s going to see him in the woods of Washington, And make the folks believe it, for it never has been done. And we’re never going to catch him, for he always disappears, And the Big Foot, he’ll keep living for another million years.
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