Wild and Wooly

Honest but crude

Their mouths were nasty

>From the tobacco they chewed

They didn't seem friendly and didn't seem mean

Come to think of it

They's hardly ever seen

Except on the wild end of wonder

And mother nature's fountain

They rode up on the thunder

These wild men from the mountains

These wild men from the mountains



They were old and they were young

They sometimes spoke in unknown tongues

They had long hair

And unshaven face

And whiskeyfied swear to set your soul a blazes

On the wild end of wonder

And mother nature's fountain

They rode up on the thunder

These wild men from the mountains

These wild men from the mountains



Legend says that the law'll have 'em killed

For makin' whiskey in their own stills

Is also said when it gets real quiet

You can hear 'em ride

All thru the night

On the wild end of wonder

And mother nature's fountain

They rode up on the thunder

These wild men from the mountains

These wild men from the mountains