Walking through the high dry grass Pushing my way through slow Yellow belly black snake sleeping on a red rock Waiting for the stranger to go Sugar train stops at the crossing Cane cockies cursing below Bad storm coming Better run to the top of the mountain Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me king of the mountain Blacksmith fires up the bellows Cane cutters burning the load Workers of the world Run to the top of the mountain Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me king of the mountain Well, I can't take the hands from my face There are some things we can't replace, yeah Mountain in the shadow of light Rain in the valley below Mountain in the shadow of light Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me king of the mountain Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me the king of the mountain Over liquid tarmac wastelands of cactus and heat Down cobblestone alleyways of washing day sheets Up ghost prairie mountains of sunset and space Down the road, a familiar place, across the wilderness Out further than the bush, I will follow you I will follow you, I will follow you

On the mountain where I stay There ain't no night and day Just a cold and glowing radiance That scares away the pain And I am home Call it home I've got a home I'm finally home They say home is where the heart is But to us it's where guitars is And the people play a song For all the animals to hear And I am home I call it home I've got a home I'm finally home I can see for miles around me I am truly free I'm free To be me Finally We can see God created us equally I am truly free And on the mountain where I stay There ain't no night and day Just a cold and glowing radiance That scares away the pain And I am home I call it home I've got a home I'm finally home They say home is where the heart is But to us it's where guitars is And the people play a song For all the animals to hear And I am home I call it home I've got a home I'm finally home And on the mountain where I stay There ain't no night and day Just a cold and glowing radiance That scares away the pain And I am home I call it home I've got a home I've got a home I've got a home I've got a home I'm finally home On the mountain where I stay There ain't no night and day Just a cold and glowing radiance That scares away the pain And I am home I call it home I've got a home I've got a home I've got a home I've got a home I've got a home I've got a home I've got a home I've got, got, got, got, got Home Home Home Home

I'm a cool 3 lbs of cold blue steel I shoot even deader than the way I feel Made to fit right in your hand Why I'll never understand I coulda been a hammer or a railroad spike I coulda been a train rollin through the night But they gave my voice such a terrible sound That I wish they'd left me in the ground I'm a peacemaker Don't know how I got my name I'm a peacemaker If I don't deserve the credit Why do I deserve the blame? When the lion lays down with the lamb Then you won't find me in nobody's hand 'Till that time I will remain 'Till the sinners lay down with the saints I'm a peacemaker Don't know how I got my name I'm a peacemaker If I don't deserve the credit Why do I deserve the blame? I'm a peacemaker Don't know how I got my name I'm a peacemaker If I don't deserve the credit Why do I deserve the blame? I'm a cool 3 lbs of cold blue steel I shoot even deader than the way I feel

Late one night behind corn whiskey I fell asleep with a guitar in my hand I dreamed about the ghosts of Mississippi And the blues came walkin' like a man Without a word I passed that guitar over He tuned it up like I'd never seen A crooked smile was his expression He closed his eyes and then began to sing Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me? Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me? Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be When I woke up I looked into the mirror I saw no reflection for a while But as my eyes came into focus I recognized that crooked smile Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me? Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me? Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be Late one night behind corn whiskey I fell asleep with a guitar in my hand I dreamed about the ghosts of Mississippi And the blues came walkin' like a man Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me? Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me? Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me? Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be Oh-oh Lord, why have you forsaken me? Got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be I don't wanna be Where I don't wanna be I don't wanna be I already know one thing

My roots are deeper than the bones the others My colors they change with the sun My branches we're higher than anything on the hillside On the day that I watched them all come Some wear the color of the sky in the winter Some we're as blue as the night They came like a storm with the light of the morn And they fell thru the whole day and night Colors flew high and they danced in the sky As I watched them come over the hill Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder Such a great number lay still When the light came again there was death on the wind As the buzzards made way for the worms And the little white trees that don't bend in the breeze For the ones that will never return The colors flew high and they danced in the sky As I watched them come over the hill Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder Such a great number lay still Those that have fallen they come when I call them And answer the best that they can But all they can see is what they used to be And that's all that they understand The colors flew high and they danced in the sky As I watched them come over the hill Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder Such a great number lay still Colors flew high and they danced in the sky As I watched them come over the hill Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder Such a great number lay still

Look a here what's caught in my smoke Trying to play it off like I don't know You're thinking 'bout love Thinking you can handle me Ooo little girl, didn't your mama ever warn you I's a full grown man the day you were born Yeah, you're definitely a little too naive 'Cause I'm bad for you, I'll put the hurt on you Like a midnight, all night, blowing through the crossing lights Don't mean nothing to a bullet train If you know what's good for you You'll step aside and let me roll on through 'Cause I'm bad for you You want your tender heart torn all to hell and back You wanna fall apart, baby, I'm good at that Think you can hang, girl, I'm pretty sure you can't And ain't it kind of me to tell you the truth I'm bad for you, I'll put the hurt on you Like a midnight, all night, blowing through the crossing lights Don't mean nothing to a bullet train If you know what's good for you You'll step aside and let me roll on through 'Cause I'm bad for you I'm bad for you, I'll put the hurt on you Like a midnight, all night, blowing through the crossing lights Don't mean nothing to a bullet train Like too many cigarettes, too many shots of that whiskey, it'll get ya If you know what's good for you You'll just step aside and let me roll on through 'Cause I'm bad for you (I'm bad for you) Oh baby, I'm bad for you (I'm bad for you) Oh honey, I'm bad for you (I'm bad for you) I'm bad for you (I'm bad for you)

Autumn sadness, all around me Falling to the ground, like a misty morning breeze I guess her heart turned, like the trees have And the southern wind is telling her to leave Oh, woah, it's getting cold And I know it's gonna take my soul, when she goes When she goes It's been years since I've seen her happy I lost her trust with every one thing I did wrong I can't say that, I can blame her If I were honest, I would say she stayed too long Oh, woah, it's getting cold And I know she's gonna take my soul, when she goes Oh, when she goes I put on my Sunday jacket Go to the lawyer down on East Tom Bigby Street After so long, we've collected Long as she's happy, I think I'd do anything Oh, woah, it's going cold And I know, she's gonna take my soul, when she goes When she goes And here she goes