Lyrics
The BearVan bears will play now, in the good old key of G
Zeke and Zeb and Ted, and a friend of our named Tennessee
Zeke's playing a banjo with a-tapping with his feet
A-banging on the dish pan with a real old country beat
Zeb is sawing on the fiddle with a crooked hickory bow
When the spirit moves that room, he can make that fiddle go
From Teddy's old corn jug
Now, I mean that bear can flow
He also plays the washboard with the handle of a hoe
And Big Fred's playing mouth harp, he plays it kind of sad
He never took a lesson, he just picked it up from Dad
And little old Tennessee Bear is featured on the thing
Sounds just like a guitar but it's only got one string
So clap your hands and stomp your feet, try to keep right with them
One sure thing the BearVan's got is real old country rhythm
Yeah, clap your hands and stomp your
Feet, try to keep right with them
One sure thing the BearVan's got is real old country rhythm
Ah-ha!
Zeke and Zeb and Ted, and a friend of our named Tennessee
Zeke's playing a banjo with a-tapping with his feet
A-banging on the dish pan with a real old country beat
Zeb is sawing on the fiddle with a crooked hickory bow
When the spirit moves that room, he can make that fiddle go
From Teddy's old corn jug
Now, I mean that bear can flow
He also plays the washboard with the handle of a hoe
And Big Fred's playing mouth harp, he plays it kind of sad
He never took a lesson, he just picked it up from Dad
And little old Tennessee Bear is featured on the thing
Sounds just like a guitar but it's only got one string
So clap your hands and stomp your feet, try to keep right with them
One sure thing the BearVan's got is real old country rhythm
Yeah, clap your hands and stomp your
Feet, try to keep right with them
One sure thing the BearVan's got is real old country rhythm
Ah-ha!