Lyrics For Tom Yamarone's Songs

Bigfoot – The Living Legend Words and Music by Tom Yamarone I’m a mystery to everybody, not many believe I exist… I’m alive and free, as real as can be, roaming through the forest mist… For many a year in the canyons you’ll hear my songs that many call screams… I stay as far as I can hidden away from man, living off the forest and drinkin’ from streams… (chorus) Running through the forest I don’t wear no boot, ‘Cause I’m the living legend that they call Bigfoot. Taking my time, I don’t need no watch, ‘Cause I’m the timeless creature that they call Sasquatch. You might see me running ‘round the bend, But when you get there you say, “Where are you, friend?” I’m nearby, but you don’t get the hint, ‘Cause you’re busy pouring plaster in my big footprints! (chorus) Deep in the dark of the forest night, I’m just at the edge of your campfire’s light, Camouflaged, all covered in hair, If it wasn’t for my smell, you wouldn’t know I was there! (solo) Curiosity draws me to your campfire flame, I circle your camp; it’s all just a game, Tap my big foot to the songs that I hear, Maybe it’s the beat, maybe it’s the beer! (chorus) You may not believe that a creature like me, Could be living near you so happy and free, I don’t like when I see what you do, All the killing and the fighting, you’re the savage, it’s true! (chorus) Running through the forest I don’t wear no boot, ‘Cause I’m the living legend that they call Bigfoot. Taking my time, I don’t need no watch, ‘Cause I’m the timeless creature that they call Sasquatch. Tom Yamarone – Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica Gary Worsham – Bass Sasquatch – Vocal screams Recorded at Madrone Studios, Redwood Estates, CA October 14 & 21, 2003 Produced by Gary Worsham and Tom Yamarone Engineer: Gary Worsham ©2006 Tiger Cat Productions (BMI)

Roger and Bob
(Rode Out That Day)

Words and Music by Tom Yamarone

Roger and Bob rode out that day,
Till that log jam got in their way,
They got lucky on Bluff Creek that day,
They got lucky when she walked away,
Roger and Bob rode out that day.

Roger and Bob were gone a week,
Riding the forests around Bluff Creek,
They shot some film of a Bigfoot there,
She walked on two legs and was covered in hair,
Roger and Bob had quite a week!

Al got a call on the telephone,
Roger and Bob stopped by his home,
They told him ‘bout their good luck,
Roger said, “I filmed that son of a buck!”
Al got a call on the telephone.

John and Rene came down to see,
What those guys saw on Bluff Creek,
They made maps of the site, complete,
Made Jim McClarin walk in Patty’s feet,
John and Rene came down to see.

Bob Titmus came out to cast,
Those tracks left by Patty, first to last,
They showed movement of a flexible foot,
They weren’t pretty but were worth a look,
Bob Titmus came out to cast.

Rene took the film to Russia and the U.K.,
He showed it there to see what they had to say,
The Londoners looked down their nose,
The Russian scientists looked very close,
Rene took the film to Russia and the U.K.

That film got shown on the TV,
Got written up in magazines like Argosy,
It made an impression on our conscious minds,
It made an impression of the lasting kind,
The film got shown on the TV.

Roger and Bob rode out that day,
Their lives changed in every way,
So did ours ‘cause we got to see,
A living Bigfoot, walking tall and free,
Roger and Bob went down in history.


Tom Yamarone – Vocals, Rhythm Guitars, Harmonica
Gary Worsham – Bass

Recorded at Madrone Studios, Redwood Estates, CA.
April 20 & May 14, 2004

Produced by Gary Worsham and Tom Yamarone
Engineer: Gary Worsham

©2006 Tiger Cat Productions (BMI)

The Skookum Cast Words and Music by Tom Yamarone Bigfoot was walking through the forest when he smelled something good, Someone’s gone and left out a pile of food, Comes around the corner and what does he see? “A pile of fresh fruit just a-waiting for me… Think I’ll go over there and grab me a snack!” When he lost his footing and fell on his back….. (chorus) The Skookum cast, the Skookum cast, Bigfoot slipped in the mud and fell on his ass, He was walking too fast and made the Skookum cast! Well, he’s laying there in the mud just looking around, Seeing if he could spot the person who laid him down, Leaving good fruit in the mud really boils his blood, Grab an apple at last and get out of here fast! (chorus) The Skookum cast, the Skookum cast, Bigfoot slipped in the mud and he fell on his ass, He was moving too fast and made the Skookum cast! (bridge) “Why’d they go and leave the fruit in that mud wallow? Eating apples covered in mud are really hard to swallow.” Got mud all over his legs and up his back, Don’t think it was worth all the mess for just a little snack! All night long he’s hearing other Bigfoot screams, Bigfoot friends he don’t even know are disturbing his dreams, He yells back, “Keep it down! Or I’ll call the police…. Don’t you know you guys are disturbing the peace.” (solo) Next morning he’s cranky, finally washed and he’s clean, When here comes them neighbors in their noisy machines, Pouring plaster in the spot where he muddied his thigh, Acting happy, oh yeah, and he wonders why?.... (‘cause you just made…) (chorus) The Skookum cast, the Skookum cast, Bigfoot slipped in the mud and fell on his ass, An impression that’ll last…. the Skookum cast! Yeah, it’s an impression that’ll last…. the Skookum cast! Tom Yamarone – Vocals, Rhythm Guitar, Lead Guitar Gary Worsham – Bass, Guitar Solo, Drum/Percussion programming Sasquatch – Screams Recorded at Madrone Studios, Redwood Estates, CA. March 4, 2004 Produced by Gary Worsham and Tom Yamarone Engineer: Gary Worsham ©2006 Tiger Cat Productions (BMI) The Ballad of Albert O. Words and Music by Tom Yamarone Oh, we’ve been out camping; it’s a fun place to go, Some go in groups, some go alone, Some go to the mountains, some even camp in the snow, But no one’s had a camping trip like ol’ Albert O! He took a vacation to do some prospecting for gold, Rode the boat to Toba Inlet, was a good place he was told, His Indian guide warned him about the sasquatch, But Albert ignored him saying, “You drink too much scotch!” He hiked into the woods, for three days all was fine, Then day four came along and things began to unwind, His backpack was ransacked; he lost his flour and prunes, He would wait up for this critter by the light of the moon. Well, he waited and waited but his eyelids they closed, He was snatched up in his sleeping bag but still Albert dozed, He woke up in a bundle, couldn’t grab for his knife, Albert Ostman was in for the ride of his life. (chorus) Albert, oh Albert, what did you see? Them Sasquatch made you one of the family. Albert, oh Albert, what do you say? You not only saw sasquatch, you got carried away! He was carried up and over three ridges, it seemed, If he wasn’t in such pain, he could’ve thought it was a dream, He got dumped in a heap and he rolled to a stop, And when he opened his eyes, well, his jaw it just dropped! There standing before him was a family of four, And no, my dear friends, it wasn’t the family next door, It was four hairy giants and they gave off a smell, Albert Ostman had been carried to where the sasquatch did dwell. He was trapped in a small valley; he made the best of his stay, He watched the dad sit around while the kids they did play, They had a bed of moss and leaves; he had his knapsack and boots, He dined on cold hash and they dined on sweet roots. They looked very much like us ‘cept bigger and covered in hair, Their feet, hands and fingernails did rightly compare, He coulda sworn they were wildmen, but they didn’t use language or tools, No, these were the Sasquatch, they didn’t fit any rules. (chorus) Albert, oh Albert, what did you see? Them Sasquatch made you one of the family. Albert, oh Albert, what do you say? You not only saw sasquatch, you got carried away! Well, this went on for six days and Albert said, “That’s enough!” He would make the big one sick by feeding him snuff. He rolled him the can and daddy B ate it all, Albert grabbed his things and ran for the hole in the wall. He shot at the momma, who tried to halt his escape, And ran as fast as he could to get free from these apes, In two he found some loggers, they said, “What happened to you?” He thought about telling ‘em; they’d never believe it was true. So, Albert went home ‘twas nineteen twenty four, And kept his tale to himself for thirty years or more, Then he talked with John Green ‘bout his week there in hell, He made him swear ‘fore the judge it was the truth he did tell. He went looking for some gold to enrich his life, But he almost ended up with a hairy Bigfoot wife, So if you go out camping, don’t go where he did go, Or you might just end up like ol’ Albert O! (chorus) Albert, oh Albert, what did you see? Them Sasquatch made you one of the family. Albert, oh Albert, what do you say? You not only saw sasquatch, you got carried away! Albert, oh Albert, what did you see? Them Sasquatch made you one of the family. Albert, oh Albert, what do you say? You not only saw sasquatch, you got carried away! Tom Yamarone – Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica Gary Worsham – Bass John Staley – Lead Guitar Recorded at Madrone Studios, Redwood Estates, CA. March 1, 2004 Produced by Gary Worsham and Tom Yamarone Engineer: Gary Worsham ©2006 Tiger Cat Productions (BM

Jerry Crew

(He Knew What To Do)

By James “Bobo” Fay and Tom Yamarone

March 2005

I picked up my paper last Monday eve,

Saw a picture on the front page I just couldn’t believe,

A serious man holding a giant foot cast,

News of this image was bound to spread fast.

Who was this man who brought this image to us?

His friends and family say he’s guy they can trust,

He saw some things on Bluff Creek that he couldn’t explain,

Now he’s all over the front page, hey, what was his name?

(chorus)

Jerry Crew, he knew what to do!

Jerry Crew, those who believed him were but a few,

But that didn’t stop Jerry, ‘cause he knew what to do!

He would show up to work and find these tracks near his ‘Cat,

People sometimes pranked them, but this wasn’t that,

These were much deeper and they roamed far and wide,

He couldn’t match the depth or the 60 inch stride.

He told his friend Bob about these strange prints,

Bob showed him how to mix plaster to capture the evidence,

“Bring out a cast and then we can see,

What kind of creature you got there and solve this mystery.”

(chorus)

So that’s how he happened to be in Eureka that day,

Showing his cast to his friends, when one he did say,

Let’s go show Genzoli, who put it next to his boot,

He said, “It’s the new sasquatch – let’s call it ‘Bigfoot’!”

This wasn’t the first we had heard of this lore,

There were news stories about it that had been printed before,

Jerry’s picture went world-wide and this story was told,

There was a big hairy man-ape in the woods of Humboldt.

People talked of this legend including the men on his crew,

They talked to the Indians who said these legends were true,

For generations they never doubted once what they saw,

He was the man of the mountains, they called the “Oh-mah”.

(instrumental break)

Ray Wallace said he did it but he’s a known liar,

If he could make a buck, he’d set his equipment on fire,

Not all of the tracks could be made by his clan,

No, there’s an animal out there who just eludes man.

Now we know of the film that came off this track,

That Jerry Crew was constructing and the creature’s all black,

Gimlin and Patterson gave the world just a good view,

But it’s nice to thank Jerry ‘cause he knew what to do!

(chorus)

John Green

by Tom Yamarone

Back in the Fall of ‘58

Harrison Hot Springs was hot with debate,

Sasquatch, you see, was back on the scene,

An’ it caught the attention of John Green.

The more he heard, the more it rang true,

With each story investigated his interest grew,

The evidence was compelling up on Ruby Creek,

He knew something was out there and was determined to seek.

He came to California when he saw Jerry Crew,

Holding his foot cast and then he just knew,

That finding this creature was becoming his mission,

So they got Tom Slick to fund a bigfoot expedition.

(chorus)

Oh, he was out seeking Sasquatch, wasn’t seeking no glory,

He was the one documenting the story,

Yes, who was always one of the first on the scene?

If a sasquatch had been there, so had John Green.

Throughout the 60s he stayed on the track,

He collected the reports and sorted the facts,

His database of sightings and evidence increased,

But he never could catch a glimpse of this beast.

He was there when they screened the film from Bluff Creek,

He’d been down there that summer, found tracks above Blue Creek,

The answer to this riddle was close yet so fleeting,

Like the creature itself, but John was never retreating.

(chorus)

He published some books to disperse what he’d learned,

A reputation for thoroughness and logic earned,

He wanted science to address this mystery,

But much to his dismay this was never to be.

To this day he’s still looking an’ offering advice,

His passion to resolve this has become his vice,

He has no regrets, he’d like only to be,

To be there when we finally solve this mystery.

(chorus)

Written and revised: 4/03/05, 11/01/05, 11/19/05