The spirit of the woods is like an old good friend. Makes me feel warm and good inside. I know his name, it's good to see
                                him again. Cuz in the wind he's still alive. 

 Fred Bear, walk with me down the trails again. Take me back, back where I belong. Fred Bear, I'm glad to have you at my
                       side my friend, and I'll join you in the big hunt before too long. 

 It was kind of dark, another misty dusk. It came from the tangle down below. I tried to remember everything he taught me
                                so well, I had to decide which way to go. 

 Was I alone, or in a hunter's dream? The moment of truth is here and now. I felt his touch, I felt his guiding hand, and the
                                     buck was mine forever more. 

 Fred Bear walks with me down those trails again. He takes me back, back where I belong. Fred Bear, I'm glad to have you
                     at my side my friend, and I'll join you in the big hunt before too long. 

 We're not alone when we're in the great outdoors. We got his spirit, we got his soul. He will guide our steps, he will guide
                  our arrows home. The restless spirit forever roams. In the wind, he's still alive."

                  (FRED BEAR lyrics by Ted Nugent BroadHead Music copyright ASCAP 1989)