Fire On The Mountain George McCorkle/Marshall Tucker Band
Took my fam'ly away from my Carolina home
Had dreams about the West and started to roam
Six long months on a dust covered trail
They say heaven's at the end but so far it's been hell
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And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
We were diggin' and siftin' from five to five sellin' everything we found just to stay alive gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bars sinnin' was the big thing, lord and Satan was his star
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Dance hall girls were the evenin' treat Empty cartridges and blood lined the gutters of the street Men were shot down for the sake of fun Or just to hear the noise of their forty four guns
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Now my widow she weeps by my grave Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame All for a useless and no good worthless claim