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There were three young brothers
Who hailed from yonder east
They'd cross the hills of red gums trees
And ride their demon beasts

They knew the trails and read them
Like the back of their hand
Waiting for a wanderer
To idly cross their land

Every time they'd find them
They'd tie them to this tree
Brothers of the mountain
From yonder to the sea

Along the tracks they'd speed
Dust flew up at their heels
Their lips curled up with malice
Their eyes lit up with greed

Till finally a horse came rolling

Across a sunburnt plain
And almost reached their forest
Before turning back again

Every time they'd find em
They'd tie them to this tree
Brothers of the mountain
From yonder to the sea

He jumped from his horse, and he lifted his hands
And he threw all his gold toward the trees
The brothers leapt out and they fought for the spoils
And the wanderer crept on his knees

They finally came to their senses
When their stomachs started to ache
Their possessions were gone and a note that was left
Told them that the gold had been fake

Every time they'd find em
They'd tie them to this tree
Brothers of the mountain
From yonder to the sea

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