Oh the mountain top Oh the visions stop
And I will reap the locust crop cus I love you like a mountain


Oh the mountain top oh the bleedings stopped
And down goes the hatchet on the chopping block
Cus I love you like a mountain

Oh the human race Oh, the prophet's face
And all gods people fond their place
cus I love you like a mountain


And out in the woods lighting struck
And I saw death in the eye of a buck

Tied to tree drown in the muck
Everything had changed
We grew up with the birds and the bees

We'd go swimming We'd climb trees
We would skate when the ice would freeze
We came up the same

We were both the same

Oh the mountain top Oh the visions stop

And I will reap the locust crop cus I love you like a mountain

Oh the mountain top Oh, Bleeding stopped

And I will reap the locust crop cus I love you like a mountain

Oh the human race, Oh the devil's face

And all gods creatures find their place
And I love you like a mountain
And I love you like a mountain

And I love you like a mountain