Lyrics:
Way Up North Way Up North Way Up North We Way Up North Coming from the mother fucking top of the map way up north 44 inches on a bighorn ram give
The bighorn asleep on the hill. The strong life that never knows harness; The wilds where the caribou call; The freshness, the freedom, the farness -- O
away, and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange, Of a long-deserted line of traps 'way back of the Bighorn range; Of a little hut by
Fifty miles from Dakota territory Cheyenne scalp hangs from his belt Found him alone washing in the Bighorn A steady aim and he bagged his game
Fifty miles from Dakota territory Cheyenne scalp hangs from his belt Found him alone washing in the Bighorn a steady aim and he bagged his game
Lampasas With two thousand steers For the Little Bighorn Crossing our trails There were many great rivers cll to be crossed Not a bridge would we find In
wait And the storm just starts Boots shaking the dust More corpses on the sand Turned in to food to the crows Near the river Little Bighorn They want me
And so, when I'm tired, morose, and forlorn I draw my sword for Crazy Horse at Little Bighorn I've never been down like this Most ya'll never speak to me
down the pines Ain't a comin' with me got the Bighorn range to lift me Ten more miles to Rapid City That's alright Yeah that's alright Seen it snowing
crossed the Bighorn on to glory And I followed her memory back down Goodnight-Loving trail In her arms I rode through Charlie Russell Clouds Blessed colors
We getting cases acquitted If you start it you know ima finish Bighorn Bitch nigga know what my click on Hella drip I got that shit on And I still move
The summer there's sweeter The grayling in the river The bighorn on the hill And the sunshiny woods all a thrill The winter blinds you The cold fear
the love you cannot give you bighorn Nigga I don't want your money, i got my own i can make I don't even want your life, may your final days be filled with
in the fog of Bighorn, the beast strips off his crown under the eyes of Cloud Peak his kingdom will surely come when spring’s dominion is won under
Gogh Known for the Sorrow I maybe arapahoe Battle of Little Bighorn yo  General custard had to go Always fight injustice foes Middle fingers
Diamond back rattler (it'll warn ya) Garter green, rosy boa, king, Copperhead, red racer Mountain Lion, bighorn, bobcat, Coyote pack's haunting howl
out in the darkness They called us savages When we indigenous Lakota tribe stand up Its a battle of the little Bighorn Descendent of lil John
About Rocky Mountain bighorns Will you Stay, for a second longer Stay, for a minute longer Stay, for a moment longer Stay, stay, stay You know what's
I wake you up before dawn Good-natured grumbling But there's only light to come Drag us to Big Morongo or Lytle Creek To look for Bighorn Sheep
Patrons and protectors came from power-wielding men The little bighorn Indian was Edward's dearest friend Upshaw was a native who had been to white man's
A conman wants to play time to get the showgirls entertain A few may feel excess just move out from the shade. Lifestyle as a king I spot a bighorn sheep
Gimme that alpine wine Flowing ponderosa red Up with the bighorns Just below the eagles Living by my terms Wild, free and peaceful So high up I'm betting
again Dance off the Blake Street Blues up in the River North Horsetooth at sunrise, tears of awe pool in your eyes Back at the Fort the bighorns take over
at your campsite willing to fight Forest Ranger Forest Ranger Aspen breeze Hemlock trees Surrounded by big sky Ducks and geese Bighorn sheep Black bear red
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