Lyrics:
huckleberry jam
[Chorus]
I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods
Close on the trail of the hare
How i long to be with them following
When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled
IN THE SOUTHERN PART OF TEXAS, EAST AND WEST OF EL PASO
WHERE THE MIGHTY FRANKLIN MOUNTAINS GUARD THE TRAIL TO MEXICO
THERE'S A NEW-MADE WIDOW
You can follow the road to the mountain
Or the track leading down to the beach
You can go where your life go left or go right
It's you in
I hit the trail
And I can't seem to find the mountain man
His broken hands got too old
Now he's running from a shell of what he used to be
Because
common ground
I know it's worth getting lost on this earth
There are no dead-ends where trails begin
Over the mountains, follow the coast
Traveling slow
Wake up to the rooster's call
Sunrise peeking over yonder wall
Leash in mouth, I'm ready to go
Mountains callin', can't say no
Fresh dew
When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
Tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down
sleeping-bags out on the floor
And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider
Leaves me here without a place to go
If I followed the coast
speaks
And the wind deadly blows
On Savage Mountain
Air is running out
The death steps closer
8000 meter over ground
On Savage Mountain
The Mind gets
clways beating
From the start
We will run
We can stay
cll day long
Until 8
cll geared up
Glasses on
Running through the trails
With my love, oh oh
coast never tied up
Saving lives checking bodies always light up
Never leaving trails behind
Be a knight rida
Running trials from each coast never
drinking again
'Cause it was Satan, that's known
This running around without jokes
A boarded up house on the coast
And time is making me broke
You can't
feels
Riding in with some big deal
You'll be the toast from coast to coast
You'll be well fed
Always have a warm bed
Dream about the trail ahead
Young,
sailors course on
Shine or moons send me memories trail
Oer days of forgotten tales
Course the compass to offer
Into a time that we've all seen on
Into
sailors course on
Shine or moons send me memories trail
Oer days of forgotten tales
Course the compass to offer
Into a time that we've all seen on
Into
Been traveling all too long this bear-cat trail
But the love in me's grown stronger than this steel rail
That I ride back to your bedroom eyes
When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled
tambourines
Then came family games
Years you were estranged
Fly over to the East Coast – and bring it to me
Descending over mountains – into the cold sea
seen 'em
I see lots more than you saw
I see 'em in fast running cars
You seen 'em in wagons and carts
I'm standin' on the rock, Vanzetti
Standin'
Nothing like those California mountains
Running down the coast by the sea
Nothing like those California mountains
Where I feel free
I was born in NJ
trucked all over this land
[Start the banjo pickin'.]
Well, I've changed a tire by the light of a fire
On the rock-bound coast of Maine
I've shoveled snow
They broke your brothers trust
History and legends ground to dust
On the Trail of Tears
Ahead lies the sacred mountain
Sharnee keeps on running
When I came into this world
I cut the silence with my howl
I was forged in the mountains
'Til the wheel brought me on down
The world never saw me
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