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