I wanna be the kind of man that stands his ground and dies
Take my fiddle and my good hat, I'll go out in style
I'll do it all for family, not for glory or a god
In the war that is ragin' between the haves and have-nots
Oh, the sparrow on the wing taught me to fight for you
And the opossum keeps her teeth sharper than I do
You can bury me where I make my last stand
At the Battle of Critterland
At the Battle of Critterland
