goin' back to the mountain
 

Been too long in this lowland low

land so flat it'll shrink your soul

mountain was my first home

I loved her like a mother

she loved me like a son

Now I'm goin' back

where I come from

goin' back

to the mountain

People here been awful kind

but the years I spent

were just a waste of time

Tried to reinvent myself

but I came out looking

like everybody else
Now I'm goin' back . . .
 

I wish you all

the best of luck

if you want to see me

just look up

I'm goin' back

where there ain't no crowd

and the lone hawk rides

above the cloud
Now I'm goin' back . . .
 

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