| Gather round me boys and fill your coffee cups
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| I’ll tell you all a story while you drive them trucks
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| A story bout a girl who joined the state patrol
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| The legend of the Lady Bear is how it goes
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| She married some young trucker she was in her teens
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| And like all newly weds they had their hopes and dreams
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| And one night in a snowstorm so the story went
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| She lost her loving husband in an accident
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| They say she sat and cried for him a year or more
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| And all she did was think of him and walk the floor
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| She’d lie there in her bed at night alone and cold
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| Until one day she joined the highway state patrol
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| Well they say she has a CB and she’s on the air
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| And she goes by the handle of the Lady Bear
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| She never gives a ticket and she works at night
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| All she does is tell the story of her life
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| I’ve heard some truckers say there ain’t no Lady Bear
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| And others say she don’t work when the weather’s fair
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| But when the weather’s bad she’s on the air all night
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| Begging us to slow down till the weather’s right
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| Well you know I love this story well it could be true
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| If you’re ever in a snowstorm tell you what to do If you should hear the Lady Bear on your radio
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| Well tell her I wrote this song and said hello |