Fire on the Mountain

Monday morning
I saw the glow
I saw it raining
Ashen snow

They said there's fire on the mountain
You all best leave your homes

So I called my woman
To say its time to go

You see she lived
In them hills
She had herself a whiskey still
Oh no I couldn't get an answer
Just got that busy tone
So I threw on my shoes
And I went on down the road

There were women and children
Running every which way
There were men with buckets
Full of water for the blaze

Then I saw them
Walking by
A sight that brought
A tear to my eye
Well they was carrying my baby
Two men on each side
And then I knew that my baby had died

She'd been making that whiskey
When her still caught fire
And that Oh Be Joyful made the flames grow high

Tuesday morning
They put her down
She's six feet under
In the ground
Well when it all was over
I stole away and cried
Now if you pass that whiskey
I'll pass it right on by



Credits
Writer(s): Rider Soran
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