Talkin' Like You (Two Tall Mountains)
In between two tall mountains there's a place they call lonesome
Don't see why they call it lonesome
I'm never lonesome when I go there
See that bird sitting on my windowsill; well he's saying whip-poor-will all the night through
See that brook running by my kitchen door; well it couldn't talk no more if it was you
Up that tree there's sort of a squirrel thing
Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling
In the yard I keep a pig or two
They drop in for dinner like you used to do
I don't stand in the need of company with everything I see talking like you
Up that tree there's sort of a squirrel thing
Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling
You may think you left me all alone, but I can hear you talk without a telephone
I don't stand in the need of company with everything I see talking like you
See that bird sitting on my windowsill
Well, he's saying whip-poor-will all the night through
Just whip-poor-will all the night through
In between two tall mountains there's a place they call lonesome
Don't see why they call it lonesome
I'm never lonesome now I live there
Don't see why they call it lonesome
I'm never lonesome when I go there
See that bird sitting on my windowsill; well he's saying whip-poor-will all the night through
See that brook running by my kitchen door; well it couldn't talk no more if it was you
Up that tree there's sort of a squirrel thing
Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling
In the yard I keep a pig or two
They drop in for dinner like you used to do
I don't stand in the need of company with everything I see talking like you
Up that tree there's sort of a squirrel thing
Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling
You may think you left me all alone, but I can hear you talk without a telephone
I don't stand in the need of company with everything I see talking like you
See that bird sitting on my windowsill
Well, he's saying whip-poor-will all the night through
Just whip-poor-will all the night through
In between two tall mountains there's a place they call lonesome
Don't see why they call it lonesome
I'm never lonesome now I live there
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Writer(s): Elizabeth Eaton Converse
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