Over the ground
There comes a sound
It is the drum, drum, drum of hoof-beats in the sand

Quiver with fear
If you are near
It is the thunder of the "Shadow" and his band

And all who plunder learn to understand, to understand:
The cry of

Ho!
So we sing as we are riding
Ho!
It's a time you best be hiding Low,
It means the Riffs are abroad,
Go,
Before you've bitten the sword
Ho!
That's the sound that comes to warn you
So!
In the night or early morning, you know,
If you're the "Red Shadow's" foe,
The Riffs will strike with a blow,
That brings you woe

Ho!
So we sing as we are riding
Ho!
It's a time you best be hiding Low,
It means the Riffs are abroad,
Go,
Before you've bitten the sword
Ho!
That's the sound that comes to warn you
So!
In the night or early morning, you know,
If you're the "Red Shadow's" foe,
The Riffs will strike with a blow,
That brings you woe