It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load Well, I roll a lucky dice and draw a winning hand I roll a lucky dice and draw a winning hand But where
stop signs, no red lights she put on a show, no stage fright and then I f-ck her right and she say f-cking right she climb on top that mountain and ride that mountain
the sky is made of sapphire The colors flowing through our hands The moon is fire in your hair A million miles beyond what science understands Smell that mountain
star, no light No lore, this night The mountains of the moon Craggy heights from which to swoon Hand held eye can see the glory hour drawing near The
mountains surrounding the village he covers by golden cloth - the night is drawing near. Bonfires blaze up and the flame tongues raise up to blacken sky like hands
night takes my gifts. You came to us through your immortality, attach us to the true craft. Give us the power, give us the great understanding. I draw
this not so silent night Oh, to be an angel On a midnight clear Joining in a chorus of unending joy Tell it on the mountain Heaven has drawn near Hand
no proof As we move, rarely got nothing to prove Rough ride and abide by none of the rules Work our vibe, watch the hand read the eyes Quick draw, nobody
last year's man An hour has gone by and he has not moved his hand But everything will happen if he only gives the word The lovers will rise up and the mountains
'm a family man And it's the only life that I've ever known But I'm a Harlan man Just as long as my luck and lungs hold out I'm a mountain man Born in
draw the line without delay Why shouldn't I get emotional - the bush is sacred Ancient life will fade away Over the hill they go, killing another mountain
The curtain has been drawn To lay to waste this land to me Is like the beauty of the breaking of the dawn And as a black hand swept across the earth
't even sing the mountain top Counter-clock wise goes the neighborhood Hand me down some canned-goods Won't cut the Gray pupon We got the layer-on Back to the drawing
for you Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock
' Stoned Pimp Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all Just throw your hands in the air and
souls will rise to fight again Stay here with me this night we'll be together Future in our hands we'll fight with freedom drawing near Stand here with
Hold you hand to the fire And your eyes to the sky They're just different shades of cellophane Taped against the lights. Faulty seams, drawn on plastic
never answer back Skinny dipping in the lake I got the itch, I drank the wake Would somebody please hand me a towel? And now we're up on molehill mountain