King of the Mountain

Walking through the high dry grass Pushing my way through slow Yellow belly black snake sleeping on a red rock Waiting for the stranger to go Sugar train stops at the crossing Cane cockies cursing below Bad storm coming Better run to the top of the mountain Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me king of the mountain Blacksmith fires up the bellows Cane cutters burning the load Workers of the world Run to the top of the mountain Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me king of the mountain Well, I can't take the hands from my face There are some things we can't replace, yeah Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Mountain in the shadow of light Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me king of the mountain Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me the king of the mountain Over liquid tarmac wastelands of cactus and heat Down cobblestone alleyways of washing day sheets Up ghost prairie mountains of sunset and space Down the road, a familiar place, across the wilderness Out further than the bush, I will follow you I will follow you, I will follow you