I bought me
a hound dog the other week
and this old hermit fella
lived down by the creek
and he said,
son, you're gonna love old Sam.
He is a gem.
And a hundred dollars ain't much
to pay for a dog like him.
Well, old Sam there,
he'll treat you anything
and boy, he's the finest critter
that you've ever seen.
So I paid him a hundred bucks
and throwed old Sam up
in the back of the truck.
And me and Elmo said we'd
take him hunting for our luck.
Oh, Sam, oh, Sam,
oh, that's a hunt as dogs want to have.
At least that's what
the fellow that sold him
took me at last.
Oh, Sam, oh, Sam,
you ought to have seen him a -sniffing
and a -poking around.
Oh, I knew I was going
to be proud of that 100 dog.
We set up camp way down the hall
and I slipped that chain off
old Sam's collar,
and we was sitting around
the campfire there Elmo and me.
We was listening to old Sam
way off the woods
as he started to tree.
Closer and closer old Sam
came.
Must have been some kind
of long -legged game.
We heard a rustle in the brush
and I turned around and there it be.
A big red eyed grizzly bear
looking smack dab at Elmo and me.
And I said, old Sam, old Sam,
where is that hundred dollar hound?
Folks did you ever see a grizzly bear
close in the
Now, Sam, old Sam,
where is that no -good clop
-eared hound?
Oh, I'd give another hundred dollars
if he'd just show up and bark
Turned around quick to grab for my knife
I said, Elmo, you'd better run for your life
So he lit out for the woods,
and son, I headed to the fields
With that great big grizzly bear
nipping right at my heels
Oh, he must have chased me
around for hours
And I ripped my clothes on
stumps and briars
and I finally got home about to
crack a dog bore out.
Oh, by the way, I found old Sam.
He was way up under the house,
and I said, now, Sam, Sam,
you're headed for the city dog pound,
and you come out from under that house
and take it like a dog.
Well, the sun's been sun,
and the tale's been told,
but Sam won't be your soul.
Now, you come on out
from under that house, Sam.
If it's for a hundred dollars,
I can get up under there myself.
Don't throw them big
brown eyes at me.
You've had it. All right, Sam.
One more time,
and if you pull a trick like that again,
you're headed for the great
fireplug in the sky.