Bear and Buzzsaw

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Bear and Buzzsaw

A Saw Mill Yarn

I owned sawmill in Michigan,

Which by water power ran;

Buzzsaw possessed mighty power,

Thousands of feet it cut each hour.

Mills could compete with it were few,

It cut plank that were four feet through;

Most of the mills were drove by steam,

But mine was drove by a big stream.

One morning when I started mill,

With wonder soon my mind doth fill,

For I was there then all alone,

With fear I was forced to groan,

When I saw big bear touch its paw

Against the swift running buzzsaw;

Its foot in moment it did tear,

And this it did enrage the bear.

The bear was now roused to fury,

It would be both judge and jury;

Rushing on it with open jaws,

And for to crush it with its paws.

Most wondrous sight I ever saw,

It cut through centre of its jaw;

Saw’s speed for moment did not fail,

Cutting through its back bone and tail.

In two the bear it did divide,

One half did lay upon each side;

Carcass we froze and fresh bear steak

We enjoyed many a week.

We sewed together the bear’s hide

Where the saw did skin divide;

In winter warmly now I ride,

’Neath bear skin famous far and wide.

Mill cogs and shafts they ran with ease

When lubricated with bear’s grease;

I never shall forget strange freak,

Brought nie bear’s skin and grease and steak.