When the moon hangs high On the breast of the lake And the bite of the wind Is like a slap in the face
A legend of horror Lurks in the haze It's Big Foot
A giant of a creature All covered in hair He's tall as a timber And strong as a beat
Y'all better not go walking Out there with Big Foot
[CHORUS] Big Foot's coming Gonna getcha, gonna getcha Big Foot's coming So you better watch out Lock your doors Board your windows Big Foot's on the prowl
[Repeat CHORUS]
For hundreds of years The legend has grown About this big hairy man That walks all alone
A mountain monster, ten feet tall Called Big Foot
From the tales of the Traders and trappers to The image on Indian walls From the Bear Paw Mountains of Montana To the signs of the great stars
From the Flatheads to Blackfeet And the Sheshonees He must have seen them all And when the sun goes down In the Northwest Woods If you listen, you can hear him call
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A legend of horror Lurks in the haze It's Big Foot
A giant of a creature All covered in hair He's tall as a timber And strong as a beat
Y'all better not go walking Out there with Big Foot
[CHORUS] Big Foot's coming Gonna getcha, gonna getcha Big Foot's coming So you better watch out Lock your doors Board your windows Big Foot's on the prowl
[Repeat CHORUS]
For hundreds of years The legend has grown About this big hairy man That walks all alone
A mountain monster, ten feet tall Called Big Foot
From the tales of the Traders and trappers to The image on Indian walls From the Bear Paw Mountains of Montana To the signs of the great stars
From the Flatheads to Blackfeet And the Sheshonees He must have seen them all And when the sun goes down In the Northwest Woods If you listen, you can hear him call
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