Me, and my Brother hiking Me, and my Brother might find a turtle We'll just have some fun Me, and my Brother playing with our dog Two mighty men with a wolf Who drinks from the gulf Cool, calm water will bring back our voice to Mother I fell down in a creek bed Brother wept In his face I met fear That I could die right there But I climbed right out Now I've grown bold, and lonely I should have stayed with dear Brother at home But we grew up old