Rough Riders

We were up in cppalachia
Skipping rocks at the falls
Chucking apples in salt creek
Echoin' southern drawls
Was a wet summers mornin'
Left after nightfall
Chased cotton tails and antlers
Up Mt. Cheaha
cmong the pines
You'll find
Our tracks will fill you
With worry and fear
cmong the pines
You'll hear
Whinnying mares when
The riders are near
You can hear us call
On the back of Calypso
Drips of sweat mix with rain
We're Patrolling the canyons
Near the moonshiners caves
Up to no good
Outlaws are all the same
Galloping on
Who's holding the reins
cmong the pines
You'll find
Our tracks will fill you
With worry and fear
cmong the pines
You'll hear
Whinnying mares when
The riders are near
cmong the pines
You'll find
Our tracks will fill you
With worry and fear
cmong the pines
You'll hear
Whinnying mares when
The riders are near