[ Featuring Robert H Mollohan II ]
Ballad Of Ben (part one)
B.O.B. bobby gun
Gonna pick a true story bout my friend Ben, born a mountain boy, died a legend
Oh, how that old wind moan
We played G.I. Joes till we were ten, and we played army with the neighborhood kids
Oh, how that old wind moan
Tackle football in the fall, B.B. gun wars all year long
Oh, how that old wind moan
Ride till mornin'
We'll sleep at dawn
Keep on movin'
We're here and then we're gone
Like wild horses set free
Like kids jumpin' in leaves
Like everything we could possibly be
Oh, how that old wind moan
When we got older, manhunt began, swingin' on the vines in the woods with friends
Oh, how that old wind moan
King of the mountain, and girlfriends, drinkin' and fightin' and shovelin'
Oh, how that old wind moan
Jumpin' off the trestle, and shootin' cans, and doin' dumb shit like car surfin'
Oh, how that old wind moan
Ride till mornin'
We'll sleep at dawn
Keep on movin'
We're here and then we're gone
Like wild horses set free
Like kids jumpin' in leaves
Like everything we could possibly be
Oh, how that old wind moan
Ballad Of Ben (part two)
B.O.B. bobby gun
Hotly struggled gentlemen, with Ben it came as easy as a Sunday mornin'
Oh, how that old wind moan
Yes he was a peaceful man, but Ben sure knocked around with the best of them
Oh, how that old wind moan
Steadfast for the underdog, joined up with the army infantry Hough
Oh, how that old wind moan
Ride till mornin'
We'll sleep at dawn
Keep on movin'
We're here and then we're gone
Like wild horses set free
Like kids jumpin' in leaves
Like everything we could possibly be
Oh, how that old wind moan
Ben spent years over seas, joined up with there bomb squad expert company
Oh, how that old wind moan
A real American hero in his home land, but poison from the enemy haunted Ben
Oh, how that old wind moan
Just thirty-four but ten feet tall, Ben surely was the best of us all
Oh, how that old wind moan
Ride till mornin'
We'll sleep at dawn
Keep on movin'
We're here and then we're gone
Like wild horses set free
Like kids jumpin' in leaves
Like everything we could possibly be
Oh, how that old wind moan