Once I was young and so unsureI'd try any ill to find the cureAn old man told meTryin' to scold me'Oh, son, don't w
ade to deep in Bitter Creek,'(Bitter Creek)Out where the desert meets the skyIs where I go when I wanna hideOh, peyote (oh
,peyote,mm)She tried to show me(tried to show me)You know there ain't no cause to weepat Bitter Creek(Bitter Creek)Doo do
o doo doo doo doo doo doo dooDoo, doo doo doo doo doo doo dooWe're gonna hit the road for one last timeWe can walk right in
and steal 'em blindAll that money (All that money,ooh..)No more runnin' (No more runnin')I can't wait to see the old man's
faceWhen I win the race(Bitter Creek)Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo,Doo doo doo doo dooDoo.........