Текст песни Blue Mountain - Robert Hazard
There's
children
in
the
water,
down
by
the
sea
plane
dock
Old
man
whittling
a
black
bear
out
of
a
cedar
block
Hippies
carrying
back
packs,
they
got
the
wings
to
fly
Lookin'
for
a
patch
of
blue
in
the
iron
Adirondack
sky
Look
around
all
you
see
is
a
stack
of
stone
That
old
Blue
Mountain,
that's
my
home
Back
there
in
the
city,
you're
some
kind
of
wheel
You
come
up
to
the
country,
try
to
make
some
shady
deal
You
can
build
your
mansion
on
the
sacred
burial
ground
Them
spirits
gonna
rise
up
some
night
burn
that
baby
down
We
got
ancient
blood
and
we
take
care
of
our
own
That
old
Blue
Mountain,
that's
my
home
You
must
have
made
a
wrong
turn,
you
best
be
movin'
on
Don't
put
your
feet
up
boy,
where
they
don't
belong
You
might
get
into
trouble,
we'll
take
it
into
town
The
judge
he
won't
be
gentle
when
he
brings
his
hammer
down
You
got
a
call
but
the
storm
just
took
out
the
phone
That
old
Blue
Mountain
that's
my
home
You
can
ride
that
wild
river,
hear
the
thrushes'
song
But
you
got
no
business
here
to
tell
us
right
from
wrong
I
got
a
pile
of
old
cars
and
busted
oil
tanks
A
trail
of
trash
a
mile
long
down
to
the
river
bank
We
only
kill
what
we
eat
and
we
leave
nothing
but
bone
That
old
Blue
Mountain
that's
my
home
I've
seen
you
at
the
diner,
I've
seen
you
at
the
bar
You
always
talk
too
loud,
you
always
push
too
far
You
ought
to
learn
some
manners
and
show
a
little
more
respect
Some
of
these
boys
might
get
upset
and
take
your
ass
out
back
You
got
a
million
friends,
how
come
you're
here
all
alone?
That
old
Blue
Mountain,
that's
my
home
It's
mighty
pretty
country
and
it
all
belongs
to
God
You
cut
the
trees
and
drain
the
swamp
and
fill
it
up
with
sod
Can't
live
without
your
fast
food
and
you're
picture-in
cell
phone
What
the
hell
did
you
come
here
for?
You
should
have
just
stayed
home
We
can
live
off
of
spit
and
a
pitch
pine
cone
That
old
Blue
Mountain,
that's
my
home
I
know
you
think
you're
clever,
been
to
school
and
read
a
book
How
come
you
always
look
like
a
dead
fish
on
a
hook
You've
been
to
college,
but
you're
short
on
common
sense
You're
hung
up
like
a
scarecrow
on
a
rusty
barb-wire
fence
On
the
other
side
of
the
twilight
zone
That
old
Blue
Mountain,
that's
my
home
That's
my
home,
that's
my
home
That's
my
home,
that's
my
home,
hmm,
hmm,
hmm
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