We get down on a Mountain High

It′s where we're from it′s where we'll die

Hunting for your food hunting for your hunny

Copper mesh still still how we making money

We hang all we got on our family name

We fill our jug with fresh spring water

Six strings strumming back up in a holler

Just a picking and grinning to the rhythm of a tin roof rain

We get down on a Mountain High

It's where we′re from it′s where we'll die

Ain′t no road map ain't no sign

Just a little piece of heaven that can′t be found

We get down on a Mountain High

We play country music like our daddy did

Pray to the lord and so will our kids

Round here take care of our own

A bunch of our buddies dig down in the mines

When they come back up it's a damn good time

We get together and fire up a little home grown

We get down on a Mountain High

It′s where we're from it's where we′ll die

Ain′t no road map ain't no sign

Just a little piece of heaven that can′t be found

We get down on a Mountain High

We get down on a Mountain High

It's where we′re from it's where we′ll die

Ain't no road map ain't no sign

Just a little piece of heaven that can′t be found

We get down on a Mountain High

It′s where we're from it′s where we'll die

We get down on a Mountain High

It′s where we're from it′s where we'll die

We get down on a Mountain High

It's where we′re from it′s where we'll die