Bear Creek Blues

Way up on Bear Creek, Watching the sun go down Way up on Bear Creek, Watching the sun go down Well it makes me feel like I'm on my last go 'round The water up on Bear Creek, Tastes like cherry wine The water up on Bear Creek, Tastes like cherry wine One drink of that water, You stay drunk all the time If you stay up on Bear Creek, You'll get like Jesse James If you stay up on Bear Creek, You'll get like Jesse James You'll take two pistols, And you'll rob that Bear Creek train I'm going high, high, Up on some lonesome ridge I'm going high, high, Up on some lonesome ridge Look down on Bear Creek, Where my good gal used to live Way up on Bear Creek, Watching the sun go down Way up on Bear Creek, Watching the sun go down Well it makes me feel like I'm on my last go 'round Songwriter: Alvin Pleasant Delaney ("A.P.") Carter