(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Davis)
One cold, night of a Colorado winter It snowed on Red Mountain We warned ev'rybody the Slide was runnin' An' was a mess But outta the plowshed, south a' Come a blade with a flashin' blue We that boy: "Whatever you do, Beware of the Slide."
Now plow-jockey knew he had a job to do Been them slides for years But we all knew, deep inside, He was livin' with a called fear 'Cause you don't around with an avalanche, son A lotta men tried, and Yeah, you get them plows Bear Creek Falls, You lookin' at the Slide
Now all a' us folks Ouray County Seen a lotta cold, black nights When the only thing movin' is a big ol' Flashin' them weird blue You drive snowplows around these parts You have a real thick hide 'Cause ya never quite know what a' the night You die in the Riverside Slide
Well, it snowed six feet on the that night An' we knew what was on down An' so did the boy an' his blue light When he that blade outta town Well, he took that up 5-5-Oh An' he felt it to one side An' before he knew it, he was buried At the bottom of the Riverside
Yeah, all a' us folks around County Seen a lotta cold, black nights When the only thing movin' is a big ol' Flashin' weird blue lights We found the boy in the early Still settin', the on its side Yeah, ya never quite know what time a' the You die in the Riverside Slide