YOSEMITE SAM
(Alan Livingston / Warren Foster / Mike Maltese / Billy May)
Mel Blanc - 1950


Oh, I'm the toughest hombre that ever lived out West
Although I'm only two feet tall, my shootin' is the best
I like to hunt for big black ducks a-way up in the sky
I like to see if I can hit a duck that's on the fly

I'll hunt down game, I'll blast away
I'll shoot where ere I can
I'll aim my gun, I never miss
Or my name's not Yosemite Sa-a-a-a-a-am

Sometimes I reach a rabbit without a single sound
And then I pull the trigger and the rabbit hits the ground
Squirrels too are very cute as they go up a tree
But with my trusty rifle, they can't excape from me

Oh, I'll hunt down game, I'll blast away
I'll shoot what ere I can
I'll aim my gun, I never miss
Or my name's not Yosemite Sa-a-a-a-a-am

I sometimes hunt for possum when there's nothin' else to shoot
Or aim at birds as they fly by, I don't much give a hoot
I'll even shoot the little deer who run so very fast
No matter how they run away, they can't escape my blast

Oh, I'll hunt down game, I'll blast away
I'll shoot what ere I can
I'll aim my gun, I never miss
Or my name's not Yosemite Sa-ay-ay-yam

But I must really tell you, I know you will be glad
That though I shoot a lot of things, I'm not so very bad
For from my little rifle, an animal never drops
For instead of usin' bullets, I load it with gumdrops

Oh, I'll hunt down game, I'll blast away
I'll shoot what ere I can
I'll aim my gun, I never miss
Or my name's not Yosemite Sa-a-a-a-a-am

YAA-HAAA!



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - March 2004)