Artista: Eagles
  Canción: Bitter Creek

Once I was young and so unsure 
I'd try any ill to find the cure 
An old man told me 
Tryin' to scold me 
"Oh, son, don't wade to deep in Bitter Creek," 
(Bitter Creek) 
Out where the desert meets the sky 
Is where I go when I wanna hide 

Oh, peyote (oh,peyote,mm) 
She tried to show me 
(tried to show me) 
You know there ain't no cause to weep 
at Bitter Creek 
(Bitter Creek) 
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo 
Doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo 

We're gonna hit the road for one last time 
We can walk right in and steal 'em blind 
All that money (All that money,ooh..) 
No more runnin' (No more runnin') 
I can't wait to see the old man's face 
When I win the race 
(Bitter Creek) 
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, 
Doo doo doo doo doo 
Doo...