The Heavy Eyes - Hand of Bear

He was six foot nine
With raven coloured hair
Copper coloured skin
So you best beware

He cast down the white men
They died like dogs
No less than we deserved
For getting lost in his fog
And I sing

Woah
Yea-eah
Blood on the floor
And bones everywhere
I guess he earned his name
As The Hand of Bear

Woah
Yea-eah

He's got himself a woman
Feral in the snow
To the mountain white (?)
That he called his home
Her gentle loving broke him
In the desert out there
It's been a while since we heard a man
They call The Hand of Bear
And I sing

Woah
Yea-eah
Blood on the floor
And bones everywhere
I guess he earned his name
As The Hand of Bear
Woah
Yea-eah

Woah
Yea-eah
Blood on the floor
And bones everywhere
I guess he earned his name
As The Hand of Bear
Woah
Yea-eah