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Yonder Mountain String Band (Yonder Mountain String Band) · Yonder Mountain String Band (Yonder Mountain String Band) · Wild Blue Yonder (Paul Weller) · Wide Blue Yonder (Oysterband) · Wide Blue Yonder (Oysterband) · Wild Blue Yonder (Flat Duo Jets) · Yonder the Big Blue Holler (Todd Mack) · 103.7 the Mountain: Live from the Mountain Music Vol. 15 [Starbucks Exclusive] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Mountain 103.7 FM: Live from the Mountain Music Lounge, Vol. 14 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Swingin' Down Yonder [Bonus Tracks] (Dean Martin) – and 90 other albums »


On the banks of the old Rio Grande
Lies a loved one who died broken hearted
She was known as the Blue Velvet Band

She was called by the angels up yonder
caught up with legends, 
We were walking along side by side.
We worked out a plan to go out hand in hand, 
The long trail just wasn't that wide.
to the legends
We were walking side by side
We'd worked up a plan to go out hand in hand
But the long trail wasn't that wide.
The water around us was freezing
town came by
With a bellyfull of liquor and the devil in their eye
And they said, "Old man, you're way out'a style
You don't play Rock N' Roll"
Well,
town came by
With a bellyfull of liquor and the devil in their eye
And they said, "Old man, you're way out'a style
You don't play Rock N' Roll"
Well,
to stirrup and side by side
We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood
On the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee
mountain soul

Then, he tightened up his bow and he made another pass
And he played 'Sally Good' kinda rowdy and fast
Then he played a little blues and he
her a letter by my Uncle Thud 
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud 

One day I was riding in a beautiful land 
I run smack into an Indian band
Sunken to deep disappointment 
Spreads over universe 
With a knife 
I want to bleed out distress like this 

It's not just a fairytale painted by me
tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"

Awakened by a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love this
a steam drill 'round
Gonna take dat steam drill out on de job
Gonna whop dat steel on down, Lawd, Lawd
Gonna whop dat steel on down

John Henry tol'
Dream we're out on the runway 
And you're right there by my side 
And we're taking off in your j5 
Baby, I love it when we fly 

‘Cause you're
Well ya never quite forget the first tape you buy
Mine was Naughty By Nature back when OPP was hot
Who'd have thought that I could ever turn out this
and can't hold jobs
I look like I'm wearing a ghillie suit when I'm not
Roll out ghost of Camu on the pegs
Might pedal by the police
Tuff with two F's
Boys, which was a bluegrass band I was in in College Station, Texas. 
We were a little four piece band, we played weddings and parties and out
got a band
Got a number for a name
No name on the visa, no card get accepted
Now I'm forced to a man
Murder raps, where you from?
Put the nigga
a straw, we have a line. We have a bag, a rock, a mountain with a string of shepherds driving lions. Aiming skewers at the sheep... face down, asleep in
and we stacked 'em up, for a house and bought some ground.
Traded for some cattle, and turned 'em out on the range.
The skies were blue and we never
away on a Tennessee stud

I rode on down through a beautiful land
I ran smack into an Indian band
Jumped their necks with a whoop and a yell
And I
never seen,
But probably wrist bands, mo' denim starched jeans.
Diablo boots with the posher string.
I'll take a cream-a-team shirt with the Bentley
leave um strapped and laced and come up out um
(Big Boy) the last person that touched 'em I been shot 'em (big boy)

Now if you looked, and seen lime
why I got em
(Big boy) I leave um strapped and laced and come up out um
(Big boy) the last person that touched um I been shot um, (big boy)
boy) I leave um strapped and laced and come up out um
(Big Boy) the last person that touched 'em I been shot 'em (big boy)

Now if you looked,
a cage with a mountain lion 
When I hear the bell ring, I'm swinging head level 
Burning your block, my rhymes hotter than Red Devil 
So peel off, like
of darkness
Roughly 20,000 years ago the first humans evolved 
with the phenotypical trait, genetic recessive
Blue eyes, blonde hair and white skin
Albinism