In the Shadow of the Mountain

Over mountain high, and through valley low

Ain't nobody gonna find me baby, no no no

I've been running so long, my souls are worn thin

Ain't no man, near nor far, has been where I have been

In the shadow of the mountain is where my baby stay

I haven't seen my baby in three hundred and sixty-five days

When you're livin' in the shadows, day becomes night

You do what you need to survive whether its wrong or it's right

Sometimes I think of heading back as I lie awake in bed

I just can't go, oh no, where the mountain breeze don't blow

Well, I was raised back in the hills, far from town you see

Not a soul back in that holler, except ma'n'pa & me

We ate what we had to eat, didn't have much corn or wheat

(Alright)

Well now, my papa was a bootlegger, gave me my first taste of shine

My mother was a farmer's daughter from south caroline

I don't know why they chose to live this way

But now that I'm a man, I don't see no reason to change