Gettin' Down On The Mountain - Corb Lund

When the oil stops, everything stops

Nothin' left in the fountain

Nobody wants paper money, son

So you just as well stop countin'

Can ya break the horse, can ya light the fire?

What’s that, I beg your pardon?

You’d best start thinkin' where your food comes from

And I hope you tend a good garden

Gettin' down on the mountain

Gettin' down on the mountain

Don’t wanna be around when the shit goes down

I’ll be gettin' down on the mountain

When the truck don’t run, the bread wont' come

Have a hard time findin' petrol

Water ain’t runnin' in the city no more

Do ya hold any precious metal?

Can you gut the fish, can you read the sky?

What’s that about overcrowdin'?

Ya ever seen a man who’s kids ain’t ate

For seventeen days and countin'?

Gettin' down on the mountain

Gettin' down on the mountain

Don’t wanna be around when the shit goes down

I’ll be gettin' down on the mountain

There ain’t no heat and the power’s gone out

It’s kerosene lamps and candles

The roads are blocked, it’s all gridlocked

You got a shortwave handle?

Can ya track the deer, can ya dig the well?

I couldn’t quite hear your answer

I think I see a rip in the social fabric

Brother can you spare some ammo?

Gettin' down on the mountain

Gettin' down on the mountain

Don’t wanna be around when the shit goes down

I’ll be goin' to ground on the mountain

When the oil stops, everything stops

Nothin' left in the fountain

Nobody wants paper money, son

So you just as well stop countin'

Can ya break the horse, can ya light the fire?

What’s that, I beg your pardon?

I think I see a rip in the social fabric

Brother can you spare some ammo?

Gettin' down on the mountain

Gettin' down on the mountain

Don’t wanna be around when the shit goes down

I’ll be gettin' down on the mountain

Gettin' down on the mountain

Gettin' down on the mountain

Don’t wanna be around when the shit goes down

I’ll be goin' to ground on the mountain

Gettin' down on the mountain