Lyrics
**Verse 1:**
In the Smoky Mountain forest, where the mist hangs low n’ blue,
I was foragin' for mushrooms, in the mornin' dew.
With my basket near to full, I heard a rustlin' sound,
Turned around n’ froze in place, oh what I had found.
**Verse 2:**
He was tall n’ mighty hairy, with eyes a deep dark brown,
Though m’heart was poundin', I didn't run or frown.
He sniffed the air n’ nodded, as if to say hello,
N’ with that simple gesture, I knew I had t’go.
**Whistling Solo**
**Bridge:**
One day I left my breakfast, on the windowsill to cool,
Went inside for just a bit, came back’n felt the fool.
For Bigfoot took the pancakes, et every last one gone,
Now I make him special batches, every early dawn.
**Chorus:**
I met Bigfoot in the forest, under the mountain sky,
A friendship kindled quietly, as the days went by.
He loves my blueberry pancakes, stole 'em from my plate,
Now I always leave him extra, n’ he's never late.
**Verse 3:**
Now each n’ every morning, with the sunrise gold n’ bright,
I place a plate of pancakes, in the soft dawn light.
Though I never see him, his presence is clear,
Those pancakes gone by mornin', means Bigfoot's always near.
**Chorus:**
I met Bigfoot in the forest, under this mountain sky,
A friendship kindled quietly, oh as the days went by.
He loves them blueberry pancakes, steals 'em from my plate,
So I always leave him extra, and he's a’never late.
**slowdown**
**Outro:**
So if you're in the Smokies, with the mist and morning dew,
Listen close and look around, oh he might be watchin' you.
And if you leave him pancakes, made with love and care,
You might just find a friend, here in the mountain air.
**Whistling Solo**
