To Be Scared - The Rural Alberta Advantage

Oh, oh oh

Whoa there’s nothing to be scared

Oh Oh Oh

Whoa there’s nothing to be scared of

Tonight I got you running in my mind

Lord I got you hanging on a line

Go to sleep on a rotten bed

A lone, lonely night

Lord, my god, you’re running out of time

Whoa oh oh oh

Oh, there’s nothing to be scared of

Tonight the wolves the cry in the night

Sleeping in the cold,

I was clutching on a knife

Lord I got you running through my mind

Lord I know they’re running out of time.

The wolf cries out

She needs me now

Black bear growls

Need you now

I need you now

Whoa, ohhh,

There’s nothing to be scared of tonight