Brothers run wild
as the spring rains at winter
Foaming and raging your
way to the sea
Across the dial evening
and no one would notice
No one would know
but the preacher and me
Sixteen days of ridin',
pushin' on that mule train
Two hundred rifles for sad time to spend
That preacher talkin' about
freedom and justice
By takin' the coin
from the high bidder's hand
He said, change is a welcome
and a wondrous thing
Only the truest intentions will win
Trade them up even an eye for an eye
The faster you live, hell,
the faster you die
Rode on before me,
blowin' the moonlight
Peacefully swayin' to some old
gospel tune
Lay down my hand,
cross the grain of my rifle
Let a river before me,
my chance comin' soon
I'd keep him around till
we fall in the water
I'd lead him around
till we made the other side
And I'd shoot me a hole
in that glow in the moonlight
Say a prayer for the preacher
at the end of his ride
He said, change is a welcome
and a wondrous thing
Only the truest intentions will bring
You trade them up even
an eye for an eye
The faster you live, hell,
the faster you die
He turned and he smiled
as we pushed the mules
deeper
Spurred his horse,
swam across,
stood waiting on the bank
Made it halfway,
saw the flash of his rifle
My leg burned like fire,
my horse kicked and
Kicking and turning in
that old muddy water
Going down, coming up,
going down again
I swear to this day was that
river that saved me
Swept me away from that
preacher's killing hand
He said, change is a welcome
and a wondrous thing
Only the truest intentions will bring
Train them up even an eye for an eye
The faster you live, hell,
the faster you die
Now that Brazos ran wild
as the spring rains had left her
Foaming and raging her way to the sea
Across her that evening
no one would no tice
No one would know
but the preacher and me
I said no one would know
but preacher and me