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    Riverside Slide

    By Bill Fries & Chip Davis

    One coal black night of a Colorado winter
    It snowed on Red Mountain Pass
    We warned everybody that the slides was runnin'
    An' Five-Five-Oh was a mess
    But outta the plow shed south of town
    Come a blade with a flashin' blue light
    We told that boy "Whatever you do,
    Beware of the Riverside Slide"

    Well that plow jockey knew he had a job to do
    Been dodgin' them slides fer years
    And we all knew deep down inside
    He was livin' with a thing called fear
    Cause you don't mess around with an avalanche son
    A lotta men tried and died
    Yeah, you get them plows past Bear Crick Falls
    You lookin' at the Riverside Slide

    Now all a us folks around Ouray County
    Seen a lotta them cold, black nights
    When the only thing movin' is a big ol' plow
    Flashin' them wierd blue lights
    You drive them snowplows around these parts
    You gotta have a real thick hide
    Cause you never quite know what time of the night
    You gonna die in the Riverside Slide

    Well it snowed six feet on the mountain that night
    An' we knew what was comin' on down
    An' so did the boy an his flashin' blue light
    When he rolled that blade outta town
    Well he took that plow up Five-Five-Oh
    An' he felt it lean to one side
    An' before he knew it, he was buried alive
    At the bottom of the Riverside Slide

    Yeah all a us folks around Ouray County
    Seen a lotta them cold, black nights
    When the only thing movin' is a big ol' plow
    Flashin' them wierd blue lights
    We found the boy in the early spring
    Still settin' the plow on it's side
    Yeah you never quite know what time of the night
    You gonna die in the Riverside Slide


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