Original subtitles

[theme music playing]

[narrator] Most everyone has heard of Paul Bunyan, the giant lumberjack.

But some people still doubt that old Paul really existed.

If you're one of those doubters,

you might ask the opinion of a certain rabbit,

who happened, one day, to wander into Paul Bunyan's country.

[Bugs singing] When I was young, I used to wait

On master and hand him his plate

And pass the bottle when he got dry

And brush away the blue-tail fly

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

My master's gone away

Hmm, funny-looking trees.

And when he'd ride in the afternoon

I'd follow after with a hickory broom

The pony being rather shy

When bitten by the blue-tail fly

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

My master's gone away

Yeah, this looks like as good a place as any to rest me weary foot bones.

Oh, me.

[sighs]

Good old vacation time.

It's funny. I keep smelling carrots.

Holy eureka! I've discovered a carrot mine!

[dog slobbers and pants]

Keep an eye on those vegetables, boy.

They're just about ready. See you tonight.

[Bugs singing] One day, he ride around the farm

The flies so numerous they did swarm

One chanced to bite him on the thigh

The devil take the blue-tail fly

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

My master's gone away

The pony run, he jump, he pitch

He throw my master in the ditch

He died and the jury wondered why

The verdict was the blue-tail fly

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care

My master's gone away

Hey, where did that billboard come from?

[Bugs muttering]

It doesn't make sense.

[yells] Yike!

I'll be scared later.

Right now, I'm too mad.

All right, buddy. What's the idea grabbing my carrot mine?

Why, I ought to let you have it.

[chuckles] What a nosy character.

[dog inhales sharply]

[sneezes]

[horn bellowing]

[neighs]

[neighing]

[moose yapping]

[horn bellows]

Looks like a torpedo.

Ooh. [moans]

[groaning]

Phew. [sighs]

[singing] When I was young, I used to wait

On master and hand him his plate

And pass the bottle when he got dry...

Hey, Rover! Look! Look!

[theme music playing]