Saddle up, we've got miles to go Riding fast so they'll never know Fetch me some water, go down to the creek 'Cause I deserve something pure to drink
I went down at the banks Sinkin' in mud You hear a snap, then a bang Then a blow to your gut
Here come my boys
Call of the search we have scarcely the time To get away so leave the fallen behind Well I was striken with grief, he was a brother to me And this treachery of the enemy is mine
Will they just succumb of the renewed sun? Will they know my wrath down to the very one? This year is mine