HELL ON THE HOOF
Brenn Hill/Red Cliffs Press Music (BMI)

VERSE 1:
I have heard the rumors
I have seen your tracks
I've been atop my bronco
when his eyes got deep and black
And the fishermen and hikers
All carry their bear spray
When they see you on the trail
They step out of the way
But I'm the mountain packer
And I was born to be
Out here on the mountain
Stone cold fearless and free
And if by fate we meet up
Upon this narrow path
You better step aside son
Or you will face the wrath

CHORUS:
Of Hell on the hoof
Driven by cold steel
Of my Fifty Desert Eagle
And the spurs upon my heel
Look into my cold blue eyes
If you are bear enough
Better step aside son
Here comes Hell on the Hoof

VERSE 2:
I am not afraid
Neither should you be
With mutual respect son
We can both live free
But you are not invited
In or around my camp
I'll give you fair warning
By the light of my headlamp
And the horseshoes of my packstring
Comin' off the ridge
Back up slow and steady
Should we meet out on the ledge
But should you wait around the bend
To pull me off my seat
I'll skin you nose gizzard son
Yeah you will face the heat

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE 3
Son I know your kind
You'll eat your own young
To ease your hungry mind
To stay number one
But I eat Grizzly stew
And son I will cook you
While you are still alive
So you best let me pass through

FINAL CHORUS
Here comes