Lonely Mountain

Coming on back along the ride knife river
In the morning sun
Another fall that brought nothing at all
If only the rain would have come
Wind on the water like a memory gone
Floating away
Out of my reach and headed to the sea
Will you be leaving today?
Cause I’ve got nothing to show
For the trip I took to town
The harvest was a hollow one
And there’s nothing I can do about it now
Oh there’s nothing I can do…
So I bow my head to the Lonely Mountain
Fold this deck of cards
Remember the good old days
When you had my heart
Just a burnt down heart in burnt down dust
This plot is beat
So much for the country life
We always dreamed
Cause I’ve got nothing to show
For the trip I took to town
The harvest was a hollow one
And there’s nothing I can do about it now
Oh there’s nothing I can do…
So I bow my head to the Lonely Mountain
Fold this deck of cards
Remember the good old days
When you had my heart
Oh lord make me like a tall old pine
Make me like the river running through the wild
Make me like the wind and the breeze
Oh lord put me at ease