Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tiger Whitehead, artist - Johnny Cash. Date of issue: 22.05.2006
Song language: English
Tiger Whitehead |
| Wild blackberries blooming in the thickest on the mountain |
| Sheep shire and watercress are growing round the fountain |
| Where a big black bear is drinking, lappin' water like a dog |
| Tiger Whitehead’s in the bed sleeping like a log |
| But tomorrow he’ll see bear tracks seven inches wide |
| And by sundown he’ll be bringing in the hide |
| Pretty Sally Garland coming down the mountainside |
| Where Tiger Whitehead’s trying to nap a mill at the mill |
| She sits down on a bearskin and she says you’ll be my man |
| I’ll have me the best bear hunter in the hills |
| A wild child was Tiger Whitehead and they say he killed |
| Ninety-nine bears before he went to rest, went to rest |
| Once he left two bear cubs orphaned but he brought them right on home |
| And Sally nursed the two bear cubs upon her breast |
| Tiger now is eighty-five and he lay upon his bed |
| And the bears he killed now numbered ninety-nine, ninety-nine |
| Some fellers trapped the bears but Tiger said just let him go |
| If he ain’t running wild he won’t be mine |
| But at night when the wind howls cross the hills of eastern Tennessee |
| And when the lightning flashes there’s the strange thing that the people say |
| they see |
| An old grey-headed ghost running through the mountains there |
| It’s Tiger Whitehead after his one hundredth bear |