(Beaver)
(Beaver)
Straggly raggly hair on his chin
Battered and tattered and ugly as sin
Eagle-eyed and floppy-eared

He´s the man with the weird beard
Who is he, what is he, nobody knows
Both of his heels are as bare as his toes
Never had his whiskers sheared
He´s the man with the weird beard

It isn´t black
It isn´t white
It isn´t short, it ain´t long
It just isn´t right
It´s the craziest garden of hair
Seven robins live in there
Walk with him, talk with him
What do you find?
More on his chin
Than he´s got on his mind
And that´s the story that I heared
About the man with the weird beard

(Beaver)
(Beaver)
Straggly raggly hair on his chin
Battered and tattered and ugly as sin
Eagle-eyed and floppy-eared
He´s the man with the weird beard
Who is he, what is he, nobody knows
Both of his heels are as bare as his toes
Never had his whiskers sheared
He´s the man with the weird beard

It isn´t green (no)
It isn´t gray (no)
It isn´t oats, it ain´t corn
It isn´t hay (nay nay)
It´s a jungle that hangs from his ears
He hasn´t seen his feet for years

Look at him, look at him
Dressed in his best
Wearing a beaver
Instead of a vest
You aren´t lived until you´ve heard
About the man with the weird beard

I said the man with the weird beard[x3]
(Beaver)[x2]
(Ow)