Hey lookie there
Here they come
Here comes those critters again
There's a group of about ten
But they run away from me when I pass
I want to shoot their furry little ass
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
I'll make a coat from beaver pelts.

Hey lookie there
Across the stream
Those little guys are buildin' a dam
When they see me they start to scram
My, they really know how to swim
They paddle away with all their tree limbs
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
Those little beavers, I need beaver pelts!

Hey lookie there
In that group
Those little buggers are in a huddle
They run away when I step in a puddle
They scamper 'round, leavin' me lost
I'm thinkin' "how much will those pelts cost?"
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
What are they doin'? I want beaver pelts!

Hey lookie there
By that tree
Some beavers are biting and chewing
I think I sense some trouble brewing
Oh no, a tree just fell on my head
In a while I'm gonna be dead
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
Beavers are smart, man. No beaver pelts.