Me and my brother hiking
Me and my brother might find a turtle
We'll just have some fun
Me and my brother playing with our dog
Two mighty men with a wolf
Who drinks from the gulf
Cool, calm water
Will bring back our voice to mother
I fell down in a creek bed, brother wept
In his face I met fear
That I could die right there
But I climbed right out
Now I've grown bold and lonely
I should have stayed with dear brother at home
But we grew up old