Well, gather 'round people and listen to this   I am a hermit of burial ridge   Once I was shaven and worked every day   But the call of the wild just lured me away      Singing hi, hi, ho, it's a water a day   On my way to an unmarked grave   Hi, hi, ho, it's a water a day   On my way to an unmarked grave      There's pals at my table and mud on the floor   There's bears in the area and wolves at the door   They're singing a song about Cookie McBride   Who goes out a-trapping and then tails their hide      Hi, hi, hey, it's a water a day   On my way to an unhappy grave   Hi, hi, hey, it's a water a day   On my way to a rain filled grave      So if you're planning a natural trip   Don't call up snooping on burial ridge   The searchers will come and discover your hide   High, wet and hanging like Cookie McBride      Hi, hi, hey, it's a water a day   On your way to an unhappy grave   Hi, hi, hey, it's a water a day   Who will remember the money you saved?      I'm in over your head   You're in over your head