I owned a goofy Pointer,
as goofy as can be;
He wasn't worth a quarter,
'cause he'd only point at me!
I took him on a hunting trip,
to shoot a lousy duck;
I didn't feel too well that day,
of all the rotten luck!
Way out in the wetlands,
I heard quacking from a 100 feet;
"Go point 'em out, ol' boy!"...I said,
"Bring daddy home some meat!"
He darted out in one direction,
as far as my eyes could see;
That stupid mutt did a u-turn,
He came back and was pointin' at me!
Oh what a "BLEEPIN" goof up,
he was pointin' without a care;
Little did I know behind me,
was a big ol' ugly bear!
I could hear its heavy breathing,
this bear was fresh from the cave;
I bolted off like a track star,
or shall I say like a runaway slave?!
I dropped my beloved rifle,
this beast was on our heels;
We dashed across a shallow creek,
I saw my truck atop of the hill!
Safe inside of our pickup,
I put the pedal to the floor;
That bear was kissin' bumper,
as the rain began to pour!
My Pointer's dead and gone now,
though smarter than he'd pretend;
We'll meet once more in the afterlife,
he truly was a man's best friend!