Once there was a mountain man who couldn't write his name Yet he deserves the front row seat in History's Hall of Fame He forgot more about the Indians than we will ever know He spoke the language of the Sioux the Black Foot and the Crow
(Let's drink to old Jim Bridger yes lift your glasses high) As long as there's the USA don't let his memory die (That he was making history never once occured to him) But I doubt if we'd been here if it weren't for men like Jim
He spoke with General Custer and said listen Yellow Hair The Sioux are the great nation so treat 'em fair and square Sit in on their war councils, don't laugh away their pride But Custer didn't listen at Little Big Horn Custer died Let's drink to old Jim Bridger
There's poems and there's legends that tell of Carson's fame Yet compared to Jim Bridger Kit was civilized and tame These words are straight from Carson's lips if you place that story by him If there's a man who knows this God forsaken land it's Jim Let's drink to old Jim Bridger
