So saddle up we got miles to go
Ride single file so they'll never know
Fetch me some water, go down to the creek
'Cause i deserve something pure to drink

And when you're down at the banks
Sinking in mud you hear a snap
Then a bang then a blow to your gut

 [bad word] my boys

Call off the search we have scarcely the time
To get away so leave the fallen behind
Now i am stricken with grief, he was a brother to me
And this treachery of the enemy is mind to avenge

When they toast [bad word] of the renewed sun
Will they know my wrath down to the very one
This year is mine