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Far o'er the lonely mountain high
Where the brave golden eagle flies
Skimming o'er the valleys, searching for food

It's so hard, so hard, so hard to bear
When a hungry mouth cries for more

Circling, ever circling around
Constant, with his eyes to the ground
Watching every movement, hearing every sound

It's so hard, so hard, so hard to bear
When a hungry mouth cries for more

There's no restless runnin' water, no fish to be found
Therе's no scurryin' in the bushes, small creaturеs runnin' 'round
No badger, no weasel, no fox on the run
There's no dogs out chasin' rabbits, no poacher with his gun
There's no snakes slippin' and a-slidin' or sleepin' in the sun
There's no trees, God, there's no trees

--Guitar Solo--

So beautiful the earth lies below
A perfect lady dressed all in green
Such a rich El Dorado full of life

It's so hard, so hard, so hard to bear
When a hungry mouth cries for more

'Tis surely not a crime to be born
To hunger, woodland down to the core
To drink from her sweet flowin' stream

It's so hard, so hard, so hard to bear
When a hungry mouth cries for more

It's so hard, so hard, so hard to bear
When a hungry mouth cries for more

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