Mountains
(Richie McDonald/Larry Boone/Paul Nelson)
Lucinda Jones workin' at the Eye Hall:
Ten years worth of bacon, eggs an' tears.
She's waited on every creed an' color,
While waitin' on this day to get here.
Graveyard shifts, two big tips,
Makin' every quarter count,
Was worth it all to see her son,
In that cap an' gown.
There are times in life when you gotta crawl,
Lose your grip, trip an' fall.
When you can't lean on no-one else:
That's when you find yourself.
I've been around an' I've noticed that,
Walkin's easier when the road is flat.
Them danged ol' heels'll get you every time.
Yeah, the good Lord gave us mountains,
So we could learn how to climb.
Bobby, Bobby Dunn came back from the war,
Lost his leg but they couldn't take his will.
Hell bent to run in that local marathon,
He trained through the endless pain an' pills.
It hurt so bad that sometimes,
He just had to cry,
He didn't stop until he crossed,
That finish line.
There are times in life when you gotta crawl,
Lose your grip, trip an' fall.
When you can't lean on no-one else:
That's when you find yourself.
I've been around an' I've noticed that,
Walkin's easier when the road is flat.
Them danged ol' heels'll get you every time.
Yeah, the good Lord gave us mountains,
So we could learn how to climb.
This world ain't fair,
It can knock you on your butt.
You can just lie there,
Or you can get back up.
You gotta get back up.
There are times in life when you gotta crawl,
Lose your grip, trip an' fall.
When you can't lean on no-one else:
That's when you find yourself.
I've been around an' I've noticed that,
Walkin's easier when the road is flat.
Them danged ol' heels'll get you every time.
Yeah, the good Lord gave us mountains,
(The good Lord gave us mountains.)
So we could learn how to climb.
Yeah, oh.
