The Death Of Yogi Bear by Terry Cuthbert Lyrics

The ranger doesn't even know, Yogi
That the old park is silent today;
No stone's moved for your shifty eyes
No picnic baskets gone astray.

Why are you lying among the bushes Yogi?
Your flesh is cold, your fur stiff.
Aren't you coming along with me Yogi?
There are many goodies to lift.

The Ranger won't like it Yogi
That you can't move anymore.
it won't be the same in Jellystone Park
Without your hibernating snore.

Some campers say you are dead Yogi,
You, a bear so smart and brave.
It seems I will have to eat berries Yogi,
It'll be quiet from now on in the cave.

Why do you not answer me Yogi
Why do you just lie there and stare?
The flies are eating you now Yogi,
You weren't smarter than the average bear!
The Ranger's crying now Yogi,
Life will be dull without you.
Here's wishing you picnic-baskets in heaven,
From your old friend, Boo-Boo.