(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Davis)
One cold, night of a Colorado winter It snowed on Red Mountain We warned ev'rybody that the was runnin' An' 5-5-Oh was a But outta the plowshed, south a' Come a blade with a flashin' blue We told boy: "Whatever you do, of the Riverslide Slide."
Now plow-jockey knew he had a job to do dodgin' them slides for years But we all knew, deep inside, He was with a thing called fear 'Cause you mess around with an avalanche, son A men tried, and died Yeah, you get plows past Bear Creek Falls, You lookin' at the Slide
Now all a' us folks Ouray County Seen a lotta them cold, black When the only thing is a big ol' plow Flashin' them blue lights You drive snowplows around these parts You gotta have a real hide 'Cause ya never quite know what time a' the You gonna die in the Riverside
Well, it snowed six feet on the mountain that An' we what was comin' on down An' so did the boy an' his flashin' blue When he rolled blade outta town Well, he took that up 5-5-Oh An' he felt it lean to one An' before he it, he was buried alive At the of the Riverside Slide
Yeah, all a' us folks around County a lotta them cold, black nights When the only thing movin' is a big ol' Flashin' them weird blue We found the boy in the spring Still settin', the on its side Yeah, ya never know what time a' the night You die in the Riverside Slide