Old Apache hard side
Took it down by the Rio Grande
In the cold winter sunshine
Rolling boulders
Boulders down the banks
Going down to black rocks
Took off my Sunday clothes
Out again come Monday morning
Rolling boulders
Boulders down the banks
Heavy stone rolls like a wheel
Hits the muddy river with a splash
Sometimes it's the only way to deal
Too high to fall
Too low to crash