Phil Peterson



I'm going away to leave you, you said I'm going down that road

To see what I'll see you, see what I've never known

And one things resting on my mind, 

You said I'm off to see what I wonder I'll find

I'll be in the mountains of Mexico



Said I see smiling faces, off on farther down the road

There all in their places, each with a heavy load

Seemed like just good people tarnished by the sun

They all seemed to be living as one

Up in those mountains of Mexico



As the road winds onward, twists through unchanging lands

We look for Mr. Cancer, all we see is those tiny hands

And offer us sparkling rocks for bread

We just stopped and shared with the children what we had

Up in those mountains of Mexico



So we're coming home to see you, we've travelled that lonesome road

I'm gonna tell you, all the things that we've never known

And one thing's still on my mind

I keep on wondering what it was we went to find

Up in those mountains of Mexico