Music & Lyrics: Brendan Hill



I met my woman on a mountain side

Looking for warmth and a place to hide

She took me in as the day grew long

As we lay by the fire our love grew strong



I had left the city for its dirt and grime

The factory wails to make mountain time

I found love, but I let it slip away

Now I'm alone, here I'm gonna stay



I keep on looking til this very day

For my baby, my baby, who's gone away

I'll search this land till my dying day

A sweet loving woman, make a mountain cry