Marshall Tucker Band

 Took my fam'ly away from our Carolina home
 Had dreams about the west and started to roam
 Six long months on a dust covered trail
 They say heaven's at the end
 But so far it's been hell

 And there's fire on the mountain
 Lightening in the air
 Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there

 We were digging and shifting from five to five
 Selling ev'rything we found just to stay alive
 Gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bars
 Sinning was the big thin Lord
 And satan was the star

 And there's fire on the mountain
 Lightening in the air
 Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there

 Dance hall girls were the evening treat
 Empty cartridges and blood lined the gutters of the street
 Men were shot down for the sake of fun
 Or just to hear the noise of their 44 guns

 And there's fire on the mountain
 Lightening in the air
 Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there

 Now my widow, she weeps by my grave
 Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
 Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
 All for a useless and no good worthless claim

 And there's fire on the mountain
 Lightening in the air
 Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there