[Verse]
In the high lonesome pines where the wild winds moan,
Gunther, black and tan, chases a ball far from home.
Payge screamed out his name, but the storm stole her call,
Feet sliding on slick red clay, starting to fall.
Down, down he went tumbling, blind through the haze,
A runaway barrel on a river of clay.
[Chorus]
Oh, Gunther fell, down the mountain he slid,
Mudslide to madness, no mercy it hid.
Into the Sawgrass, the river so wide,
A pup lost to water—should’ve been his last ride.
But a wolf came through shadows, fierce heart, steady eye,
Pulled him from the current, or else he’d have died.
[Verse]
The ditch turned to chute, gathered rain like a flood,
Ten feet of nothing, then the cold river’s blood.
He sank, then he surfaced, barking hoarse in the rain,
Current like iron chains dragging him down the vein.
Slammed ‘gainst a log, pinned tight by the roar,
Water over his muzzle, couldn’t fight anymore.
Mem’ries of MJ whispered soft through the din:
“Let go, little brother… just let go and begin.”
[Chorus]
Oh, Gunther fell, down the mountain he slid,
Mudslide to madness, no mercy it hid.
Into the Sawgrass, the river so wide,
A pup lost to water—should’ve been his last ride.
But a wolf came through shadows, fierce heart, steady eye,
Teeth on the collar, dragged him safe to the side.
[Bridge]
Across slick black boulders, the stranger did run,
Outpacing the rapids, chasing one drowning son.
Into the shallows, teeth clamped on soaked hide,
with a single brutal surge he shattered the river’s tie.
On the muddy bank breathing, half-drowned and half-frozen,
Gunther lay still while the storm winds kept roarin’.
The wolf stood above him, rain dripping like tears,
Guardian from nowhere, quiet conqueror of fears.
[Chorus]
Oh, Gunther fell… but he rose again,
From mudslide to river, through the jaws of the end.
A wolf in the wild saved what the mountain would take,
Two hearts in the darkness for each other’s sake.
Now the ball’s gone, washed away with the rain,
But Gunther’s still breathing, and he’ll chase once again.
Through mountains and rivers, through thunder and night—
A pup and a wolf, bound by miracle light.
[Chorus]
Oh, Gunther fell, down the mountain he slid,
Mudslide to madness, no mercy it hid.
Into the Sawgrass, the river so wide,
A pup lost to water—should’ve been his last ride.
But a wolf came through shadows, fierce heart, steady eye,
Pulled him from the current, or else he’d have died.