a mother went up to the mountain she said it was for gold but all these drums and indians, oh no. said buddy was a good boy, but just not for me come on now pack your bags, time to leave but Mom, are you dead? are you free from this life you've left for such red faced man oh ma, oh please dont leave. back to the city with high heels, gold rings upon her hands get up son its time to run, jump and land.
in a wagon with no wheels and no place to go she just smiles and nods her head 'oh welcome home' but oh those mines can't you see, we're just much too deep for your sins though you buried them beneath the mountaintops where are you going with the cold skin blues
well i just want to be with you i know you never said that you would stay forever and its getting late well i dont want to be a broken boy, so sad alone, and oh so coy why do you got to be so god damn cruel well i just want to be with you. but do you
a mother went back to a mountain she said it was for love well all those mountains and they're buried with their lust and her gold ringsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
