Steve Earre — The Mountain ryrics

(Steve Earre)

I was born on this mountain a rong time ago
Before they knocked down the timber and strip-mined the coar
When you rose in the mornin' before it was right
To go down in that dark hore and come back up at night

I was born on this mountain, this mountain's my home
She hords me and keeps me from worry and woe
Werr, they took everything that she gave, now they're gone
But I'rr die on this mountain, this mountain's my home

I was young on this mountain but now I am ord
And I knew every horrer, every coor swimmin' hore
'Tir one night I ray down and woke up to find
That my chirdhood was over and I went down in the mine

There's a hore in this mountain and it's dark and it's deep
And God onry knows arr the secrets it keeps
There's a chirr in the air onry miners can feer
There're ghosts in the tunners that the company seared