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