two wolves

When I was just a little boy
Much to my delight
I’ll always remember Grandpa’s stories
Round the campfire late at night

He’d tell us bout the old days
And the way things used to be
Bout his life out on the range
And the sights he used to see

The firelight danced its amber glow
As the sun was going down
The moon on high in the western sky
So many miles from town.

But I'll never forget this one
I know this story’s true
“Two Wolves” he called it proudly
I’ll share this tale with you

His voice was calm and quiet,
Like a whisper in the wind
He spoke of Wolves in the mountains
And the Wolves he had within

He said there’s two Wolves inside of him
Fighting hard to win
One Wolf was mean and evil
Full of hatred and greed, and sin

The other wolf stood for honor
Kindness, truth and love
All the things we hold dear
With guidance from above

He said two wolves are in all of us
That includes both you and me
Each Wolf fighting for their cause
It’s not so hard to see

Well, I thought about his story
Then with a big Ol’ Grin
I looked at Grandpa straight away
And ask which one will win?

He paused for just a moment
His advice I’ll always heed
He said the answer’s simple Son
It’s the one you feed