Mountain Songtext
von Edgar Hurley

Coming down the hillside
You′ll come in petty threes
Settle in the farmland
Beyond the swell of trees
But oh no
Oh no
Your campfire stinks
Hunting boar and killing all
You'll take what′s yours to keep


Cowboy boots and slinging hoops
You'll march right through the town
And your path
It leads you to
The door of my old house
But oh no
Oh no
You'll take just what you′ll keep
I′ll go up the mountain
If you promise to love me