"Bear Creek Blues" lyrics

Way up on Bear Creek, watching the sun go down
Way up on Bear Creek, watching the sun go down
It makes me feel like I'm on my last go-round

The water on Bear Creek it tastes like cherry wine
The water on Bear Creek it tastes like cherry wine
You can take one drink, you're drinking it all the time

If you stay on Bear Creek, you'll get like Jesse James
If you stay on Bear Creek, you'll get like Jesse James
You'll take two old pistols and hold up that Bear Creek Train

I'm going high, high up on some lonesome hill
I'm going high, high up on some lonesome hill
Look down on Bear Creek where my good gal used to live