歌词
He don't know what to write
She's a dream, she's staying overnight
And they're stoned, getting high
But the view ain't nothing in her eyes
In a cut, small town
Lift his eyes to see her running round
And it's sharp, yeah, her shape
Makes the young man quiver in a constant state of
Don't you know the mountain is that way?
With all the people floating miles and miles away
Could never see you from this place
Could always hear your voice reach out and say
Just put me away
She don't care if he's bright
He's a winner in his bones
His mother raised him right
Working his whole life
Says his father's just a bum and no goddamned friend of mine
In the sky they found it
Nothing but gold and the weight of the mountain
And when she turned to him
With the gleaming of her eyes and a voice so thin said