Lyrics:
Once in my youth, I stood on this mountain
And planted some pines in the sand
Every day I looked their way
But just couldn't understand
Why
rocks
While the sun was falling
The moon hit the mountain tops
In Observatory Valley
Lies part of my heart
In Observatory valley
Sleep the southern stars
place for all the love we've made
And I'm so tired
But my mind is satisfied by the white pine lonesome high
I'm so tired
But I'm a fool for the mountains
sailing by
Saskatchewan there's mud in your eye I'm leavin' you behind
There'll be hot-blooded mountain love to satisfy my soul
And the red pines will
It was just boards of rough cut pine
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down was that big four poster bed
Daddy built it
It was just boards of rough cut pine
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down was that big four poster bed
Daddy built it
It was just boards of rough cut pine
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down was that big four poster bed
Daddy built it
I found a perl one time
She's the first of her kind
As I lurk through pines
That girl's so fine
I see She's hurt but why
I heard her cry
She deserves
before greed stripped the innocence away
Take me home to pine mountain Kentucky
Let me go just one more time
Take me home to pine mountain Kentucky
Let me
your sweetheart of the pines
I'll always be your little sweetheart of the pines
Now you searched the dark side of the mountain
Just to find what you
In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia
On the trail of the lonesome Pine
In the pale moonshine our hearts entwine
Where you carved your
go ya ya
This is rocky mountain high Rocky Mountain high Rocky Mountain high ya ya
Welcome to Rocky Mountain high Rocky Mountain high ya ya
Cruising
standing guard since the dawn of time
Rising up above the land
As if placed by God's own hand
Draped in oaks, mountain laurel, and the pines
Now, Ol' Man
At the Mt. Wilson observatory
I asked what my dear Kathy could see
She said, "Sweet grandson, not much
But I've been here before
Floating in between
Once in my youth, I stood on this mountain,
And planted some pines in the sand.
Every day, I'd look their way,
But just couldn't understand...
Miss Loretty is on the station
Pine mountain is my Destination
If I Get to feeling much better
I might sprout wings and fly
I come from the mountains
I
Once in my youth, I stood on this mountain
And planted some pines in the sand
Every day I looked their way
But just couldn't understand
Why
that hugs right up to the mountain's spine
And where the waves all gather
Like children at a story time
Told by The Pines.
Yeah, someone lost an awful
through the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in bloom
And the southern
I'll always hold you near
And I'll meet you back here
In these northern pines
In these northern pines
The mountain are where we met
The mountains, where
the southern sun
Take another sip and you´re real gone
It´s gonna burn your stomach that good Ol´mountain dew
Way down south where the couples swing
in the pine
row
In the Blue Ridge mountains with the whispering pines
They used to grow tobacco then they made moonshine
But there's something better in
me to go
Going back, (Going back) to that mountain, (To that mountain)
going back where those pine trees grow
Going back, (Going back) to that mountain
of a mountain
We went for it
We climbed a fucking mountain and I'm not exaggerating
Our sweaty faces scraped against the dry dirt
We wormed our way up
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