When I look in the hand glass, hand glass,

all I see is gold, see gold, see gold

shining up from the deep blue, deep blue

too deep for you in the clear blue, clear blue

rocky mountain river bed head, bed head,

and it’s not my fault dear, fault dear, not my

dear oh dear, that you wrecked your truck there, truck there,

there’s no despair for your truck dear, wrecked there,

couldn’t care, couldn’t care, couldn’t care less, care less,

for your mess, what a mess, such a mess,

mess you made, when you laid in my

blue mountain river bed head, bed head,

what I made in my sweet, what a sweet treat, sweet meat;

pretty little wrecked trophy, little trophy in my bed.