Lyrics

Mountain Waltz

seeing this ol’ babylon fall back in line
same disposition but a whole different rhyme,
right on the money and right on time
been to the mountain again
been to the mountain again

cold in the kitchen and dry in the well
backed up against it and I nearly fell,
tripping in the city and I stumbled through hell
been to the mountain again
been to the mountain again

is it over my head?
is it over this hill?
while I’m living,
I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying
I’m dying again

jones on the weather phone, checking it twice
reached in his blue jeans and pulled out the dice,
through them into the river and he asked for advice
been to the mountain again
been to the mountain again

is it over my head?
is it over this hill?
while I’m living,
I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying
I’m dying again

too many mirrors, too much t.v.
sweet talk and candy, a reasonable fee,
while I’m begging you, you’re begging me
been to the mountain again
been to the mountain again

many before us, the salt in the sea
shamed down to bless us, the righteous to be,
taking no prisoners but no one goes free
been to the mountain again
been to the mountain again

is it over my head?
is it over this hill?
while I’m living,
I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying
I’m dying again

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Three Rivers Music
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