I went up on the mountain side to see what i could see to see what i could be on the shining mountain I watched the day go down in fire and sink in the valley and sink into the sea drown in golden fire Fireflies danced in the forest night

Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you babe 'Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough I'll be there on the double Ain't no mountain high enough Listen baby, ain't no mountain high Ain't no valley low,

No you don't fair well No you don't fair well, without me We're drinking your lighting 'Cause he wasted your time In a year you'll be mine In the valley And my heart sinks There'll be no strings

Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys and streams For they're deep and they're wide And the world is on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride Ring them bells Saint

Like a phone call from my baby Sayin' honey I miss you like crazy There's a cabin in a valley my grandpa built on your land Your mountains are a canvas for the Maker's hand Tonight I'm fishing up a river if only in my mind No, I haven't seen her banks in

I'm still gonna be the reckless wheel that kicks up all that gravel I can feel the roots underneath these boots when I walk the road less traveled I'm still the son of the back in them good old days Yeah, what you see is what you get, no matter what

Whatever you do, don't stop Being who you are There's only one of you Dream it, even if it don't come true Is all you got When holding on to heaven Love it, while you got it Right here, right now Drag you down

Like desperados waitin' for a train I'd play the Red River Valley And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry And run his fingers through seventy years of livin' And wonder, "Lord, has ever' well I've drilled run dry?" We were friends, me and this old man

Just to find me a home right now in your heart Don't you know I got to find me a home Right now in your heart I'll travel over miles and down the highways, babe Through the valleys every byway I'll bring you to the music, refueling Everything you want to

Callin' me home Callin' me home, There's a cabin in a valley, My grandpa built on your land. Your mountains are a canvas, For the makers hand. Tonight I'm fishing up a river,