The Wagon Trail Balladeers - Bandits of San Bernardino Lyrics

When I stumbled into San Bernardino, the heat was rising high
Vasco was plotting revolutions, a twinkle in his eye
Met a Yankee trader, Yodlaf by name
Dynamite was his game, setting the past aflame

Up in San Bernardino, where the rebels scream
I took a ride with the bandits, living the outlaw dream
We danced along the edges, where the wild spirits stream
In San Bernardino, I found my theme

Yodlaf had a plan, as sly as a fox
We'd crack a safe wide open, outsmarting the locks
El Vasco needed gold, to fuel his fiery fight
We aimed to steal it quietly, in the dead of night

Up in San Bernardino, where the dust clouds roar
We spun our wheels through history, always wanting more
With every turn and tussle, what were we fighting for
In San Bernardino, it's never a bore

General Mongo watched us, his eyes like steel traps
We played a game of cat and mouse, laid out our maps
The gold was heavy, the journey long
But in that wild country, our hearts grew strong

Up in San Bernardino, by the old oak tree
We found our fortune and claimed it free
Through sweat and gunsmoke, we made our plea
In San Bernardino, you live wildly

So here's to the bandits, the rebels, the thieves
In the land of the sun, where a man believes
In the hills of San Bernardino, we wore our sleeves
With hearts on display, and tricks up our leaves