There was a wolf named "Sharp-Tooth James"
Who lived in trees by the lake
Who liked to bite his uncle's mane
& catching fishies by mistake
"I so love my sharp, sharp teeth!"
James would say before he'd eat
but every time that he would speak
Those around him would retreat
Oh James, oh Sharp-Tooth James
Your smile shines through the rain
Oh James, oh Sharp-Tooth James
Your smile the fiercest monsters can tame
What is that sound, some would say
Hearing James by the lake
He loved to howl throughout the day
Singing songs that he'd make
"I so love this wild, wild day!"
James would say to the sky
As the Sun sets he knew his friends
Would sing along into the night
Oh James, oh Sharp-Tooth James
Your howl is our common refrain
Oh James, oh Sharp-Tooth James
Your voice is the wildness that can't be explained
When all his friends came to his trees
That very night beneath the moon
They sang his songs into the breeze
& brought a stick for him to chew
Oh James, oh Sharp-Tooth James
Your woods is our favorite place
Oh James, oh Sharp-Tooth James
We love your wild & beautiful ways
Oh James, oh Sharp-Tooth James
Your woods is our favorite place
Oh James, oh Sharp-Tooth James
We love your wild & beautiful ways