Mountain Song - The Ghost of Paul Revere

I have been chained to the land I am from

Destined to work all my days

Still you ask me to give all my blood and my bones

Just to pray to your beautiful ways

But I can not be yours

There’s blood, sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled

Mountain sing your song

And call your children home

I can remember a time before time

When Giants they walk through the land

But these places I’ve known and these faces have grown

All withered and beaten by sand

But I can not be yours

There’s blood, sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled

Mountain sing your song

And call your children home

I was a king fallen from grace

Cast from the Mountain at night

Now I’m a poor man, dreaming of birds

Wishing that I could take flight

But I can not be yours

There’s blood, sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled

Mountain sing your song

And call your children home