(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)One cold, black night of a Colorado winterIt snowed on Red Mountain PassWe warned ev’rybody that the Slide was runnin’An’ 5-5-Oh was a messBut outta the plowshed, south a’ townCome a blade with a flashin’ blue lightWe told that boy: « Whatever you do,Beware of the Riverslide Slide. »Now that plow-jockey knew he had a job to doBeen dodgin’ them slides for yearsBut we all knew, deep down inside,He was livin’ with a thing called fear’Cause you don’t mess around with an avalanche, sonA lotta men tried, and diedYeah, you get them plows past Bear Creek Falls,You lookin’ at the Riverside SlideNow all a’ us folks around Ouray CountySeen a lotta them cold, black nightsWhen the only thing movin’ is a big ol’ plowFlashin’ them weird blue lightsYou drive them snowplows around these partsYou gotta have a real thick hide’Cause ya never quite know what time a’ the nightYou gonna die in the Riverside SlideWell, it snowed six feet on the mountain that nightAn’ we knew what was comin’ on downAn’ so did the boy an’ his flashin’ blue lightWhen he rolled that blade outta townWell, he took that plow up 5-5-OhAn’ he felt it lean to one sideAn’ before he knew it, he was buried aliveAt the bottom of the Riverside SlideYeah, all a’ us folks around Ouray CountySeen a lotta them cold, black nightsWhen the only thing movin’ is a big ol’ plowFlashin’ them weird blue lightsWe found the boy in the early springStill settin’, the plow on its sideYeah, ya never quite know what time a’ the nightYou gonna die in the Riverside Slide