Once I was young and so unsure
I'd try any to find the cure
An old man told me
Trying to scold me
"Oh, son, don't wade to deep in Bitter Creek" (Bitter Creek)

Out where the desert meets the sky
Is where I go when I wanna hide
Oh, peyote (oh, peyote, mm)
She tried to show me (tried to show me)
You know, there ain't no cause to weep at Bitter Creek (Bitter Creek)

Doo doo...

We're gonna hit the road for one last time
We can walk right in and steal 'em blind
All that money (all that money, oh)
No more runnin' (no more running)
I can't wait to see the old man's face when I win the race
(Bitter Creek)

Doo doo...