Mountain High

We get down on a Mountain High It's where we're from it's where we'll die Hunting for your food hunting for your hunny Copper mesh still still how we making money We hang all we got on our family name We fill our jug with fresh spring water Six strings strumming back up in a holler Just a picking and grinning to the rhythm of a tin roof rain We get down on a Mountain High It's where we're from it's where we'll die Ain't no road map ain't no sign Just a little piece of heaven that can't be found We get down on a Mountain High We play country music like our daddy did Pray to the lord and so will our kids Round here take care of our own A bunch of our buddies dig down in the mines When they come back up it's a damn good time We get together and fire up a little home grown We get down on a Mountain High It's where we're from it's where we'll die Ain't no road map ain't no sign Just a little piece of heaven that can't be found We get down on a Mountain High We get down on a Mountain High It's where we're from it's where we'll die Ain't no road map ain't no sign Just a little piece of heaven that can't be found We get down on a Mountain High It's where we're from it's where we'll die We get down on a Mountain High It's where we're from it's where we'll die We get down on a Mountain High It's where we're from it's where we'll die