I feel at home
In your arms
As you tell of the bear who lives in the trees
I'm growing old
I need you here
Because I don't know where or who I should be
Butter Bear, Butter Bear
If you look up you'll
See him there, see him there
But it is not
Really fair, ɾeally fair
Because you're up there
And I'm down here
And I need
Butter Bear, Butter Bear
If you [A7look up you'll
See him there, see him there
But it is not
Really fair, ɾeally fair
Because you're up there
And I'm down here
And I need
The wrinkles in your chin
Pick your head up, son
You got [Fm7]a ɾace to [C7]win
I can feel the Spirit Man calling out my [A]name
Life is ɾough and [Bm]days are tough
But it's all [Em]a part of the game
I feel at home
In your arms
As you [A7tell of the bear who lives in the tɾees
I'm growing old
I need you [A7here
Because I don't know where or who I should be
Butter Bear, Butter Bear
If you [A7look up you'll
See him there, see him there
But it is not
Really fair, ɾeally fair
Because you're up there
And I'm down here
And I need
Butter Bear, Butter Bear
If you [A7look up you'll
See him there, see him there
But it is not
Really fair, ɾeally fair
Because you're up there
And I'm down here
And I need
Butter Bear
Butter Bear
Butter Bear, Butter Bear, Butter Bear, Butter Butter, Butter Bear
Butter Bear
Butter Bear
Butter Bear, Butter Bear, Butter Bear
Oh I need, yeah, oh