Through the chill of [bad word] across the frozen lake
Hunters are out on his trail
All odds are against him
With a family to provide for
The one thing he must keep alive
Will the wolf survive?

Drifting by the roadside
Climbs each storm and aging face
Wants to make some morning's fate
Losing to the range war
He's got two strong legs to guide him
Two strong arms keep him alive
Will the wolf survive?

Standing in the pouring rain
All alone in a world that's [bad word] scared, now forced to hide
In a land where he once stood with pride
But he'll find his way by the morning light

Sounds across the [bad word] from your hearts and minds
Battered [bad word] and old guitars
Singing songs of passion
It's the [bad word] that they all look for
The one thing they must keep alive
Will the wolf survive?
Will the wolf survive?