There's a sadness now, we cry, we weep,
our gentle giant's gone to sleep.
It's quiet, yet we hear his sounds,
his feet still dragging along the ground.
He made all welcome one bark, no growl,
just the largest grin and a wagging tail.
He asked for nothing but gave his all,
right to the end, to that final call.
When it's time for us to take that final ride,
that uncertain trip to the other side,
our journey there will bear no strife,
we know he'll be waiting, as he was in life.
If you've lost your friend, if he's not at hand,
the loneliness you'll understand.
Though more may follow, they couldn't compare
to our giant, gentle, big black bear,
We'll all miss you Mr. Man
