| It was a beautiful Sunday morning
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| So we went for a drive
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| To hike up in the mountains
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| And we lost track of time
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| Kissin and a-huggin
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| We never saw the sun go down
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| I said baby we re lost
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| And she proceeded to freak out
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| So I said
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| Baby, baby don t panic
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| I know how to cook bannock
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| I can build you a fire — I know you re tired
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| Ain t this romantic?
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| That coyote howls
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| And the grizzly bear he growls
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| But I can get you through the night
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| Oh yes I can
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| I m a mountain man
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| I gave her a little hug
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| Said there s no need to cry
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| I used to be a beaver scout
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| All I need is this buckknife
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| I can carve a hook
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| Pull a fish from a brook
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| Get a big one with a gun
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| Except tonight I don t really have one
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| But that s half the fun
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| Aw you know I m only kiddin hon
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| Baby, baby don t panic
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| I know how to cook bannock
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| I can build you a fire — I know you re tired
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| Ain t this romantic?
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| I know you re a city girl
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| But if you had to you could eat a squirrel
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| Yeah I can cook him up just right
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| You know I can
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| I m a mountain man
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| We can pick berries in the moonlight
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| Cause I know which ones to eat
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| How to recognize poison ivy
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| If you go looking for leaves
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| Baby, baby don t panic
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| I know how to cook bannock
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| I can build you a fire
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| I know you re tired
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| Ain t this romantic?
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| I can kill us an elk
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| I can rattle a deer
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| I can grow you a big old bushy beard
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| And live up here all year and never go back
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| Yeah, I m a mountain man
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| Man with a plan
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| You re in good hands
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| I m your mountain man
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| Aw don t cry honey
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| It s all gonna be alright |