Lyrics The Mountains of Manhattan - Willy DeVille
The
mountains
of
manhattan
Drums
along
the
hudson
Sounds
of
brother
wolf
howl
through
the
night
Down
the
hard
top
river
two
white
stripes,
A
snake
with
no
teeth
No
candle
will
ever
drift
by
wind
or
battle
down
This
stream
Mountains
of
manhattan
Night
medicine
shaped
like
a
snake
with
no
teeth
Tattoo
spirited
warriors
andd
turtle
women
walk
alone
Flashing
fire
light
in
thje
opening
of
every
cave
There
are
no
songs,
no
stories,
there
are
no
horses,
There
are
no
coups
Everthing
is
taken
with
no
honor
and
belongs
to
no
one
Grandfather,
what
do
you
see
What
do
you
see
here
at
the
base
of
the
mountains
of
manhattan
Grandfather
the
story
from
so
so
long
ago
We've
heard
it
before
in
the
long
house
Do
you
still
have
the
fish
hooks
and
the
beads
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