Lyrics

In a backwoods by the tall pine trees And he said, buddy, can you believe what we've done? Two trails crossed like an 'X' on a dare, don't you stare And yet here we stand, just two rebels without a plan Laughin' under the moon, so bright and true And he said, young fella, here's a word for you Well, we zipped up our pride, shared a grin wide A brotherhood born, in the oddest of times Two streams of gold, in the dead of night, what a sight Jokin' 'bout life, makin' our mark, in the dark Under starlight so grand, with a shake of the hand He said, 'Son, it's a strange way to make a new friend' With boots in the dirt, our laughter did ring Two boys playin' king of the mountain spring A contest of aim, in the heart of the wild Forgettin' we're grown, feelin' just like a child Chorus: We were pioneers of mischief in the night, it's true