Bourbon Boys - Northland Wild

These lands are unforgiving
The wind is blowing hard
It ain't no easy living
And it won't leave you unscarred

Winter is a-coming
You feel it in the gut
Now ask yourself one question
Are you prepared or not

Tears ain't gonna help you
They freeze upon the skin
The wind is cold and faceless
Yet you still can feel it grin

The wolves and bears are watching
They're waiting in the dark
Now you better get to work, boy
Your fire needs a spark
Oh, your fire needs a spark

This place is not for weaklings
And you better understand
That better men than you
Have found their graves in this here land
Hear an unforgiving mother
Call her wayward, weary child
She calls him home
Into the northland wild
She calls him home
Into the northland wild

The animals are silent
The world is stiff and dead
And a total sense of loneliness
Is screaming in your head

The tundra lies before you
As silent as it's wide
It's waiting for your failure
You ain't got no place too hide
You ain't got no place too hide

This place is not for weaklings
And you better understand
That better men than you
Have found their graves in this here land

Hear an unforgiving mother
Call her wayward, wearychild
She calls him home
Into the northland wild
She calls him home
Into the northland wild
This place is not for weaklings
And you better understand
That better men than you
Have found their graves in this here land

Hear an unforgiving mother
Call her wayward, weary child
She calls him home into the north

This place is not for weaklings
And you better understand
That better men than you
Have found their graves in this here land

Hear an unforgiving mother
Call her wayward, weary child
She calls him home
Into the northland wild
She calls you home
Into the northland wild