The sun goes down, the blizzard wails Eliminate the snowy trails Half a flask still at my side To keep me warm along the ride The tunic worn, the color red Another man that I shot dead I feel the icy wind inside I ride to live, I live to ride Long riders, wild and free Saddle up, R.C.M.P. Never wed, not in the plan But I always get my man Long riders, wild and free Saddle up, R.C.M.P. Never wed, not in the plan But I always get my man No quarter horse An Aral steed A trusted mount A friend in need The shiny boots The way they feel The horse's flank Against the heel The tunic worn, the color red Another man that I shot dead I feel the icy wind inside I ride to live, I live to ride Long riders, wild and free Saddle up, R.C.M.P. Never wed, not in the plan But I always get my man