Tuesday, November 22, 2005

The Valley

Take me up to your highest mountain
In the heavens where everything’s clear
Oh, take me down to your peaceful valley
Down, where there’s music to my ears

Oh, I’ve walked for 7 long days
And, I don’t want to walk for 7 more
Cause I’ve come down from the top of a mountain
It seems like for ever since I’ve been here.

The cold mountain breeze shivers the trees
Smelling the sweet smell of cedar and pine
Oh, take me back to a time in that valley
Where the strings echo on down that line

Oh, I’ve worked for 30 some odd years
And, I don’t want to work my hands no more.
Oh, let me settle down in this here valley
I finally feel at ease down here

My sisters and brothers, when they do find me
I’ll be resting under a weathered pine tree
With my eyes looking at the heavens above
The music of the mountains will keep playing on.

And, I’ve traveled for an entire life
And, I don’t want to travel no more
Cause I’ve come down from the top of a mountain
And, I’ve made my home here

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