Magic Mountain

It is a fine bit of feeling that you just can't have
If you have never felt it, you never felt alive
It is a juke-joint chain down an older road
A pump-up, giving in, passing along

Take a trip up magic mountain
Sing, whoa-oh
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Sing, whoa-oh
A view from the top, stops you dead in your track
The sun isn't moving, the future is the past

Well, it's a wild kind of walkway up on back in the woods
Rolling in the grass ain't never felt so good
I have a proof from the forgotten wicked witch in the west
I got my name but I passed the test

Take a trip up magic mountain
Sing, whoa-oh
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Sing, whoa-oh
A view from the top, stops you dead in your track
The sun isn't moving, the future is the past

Take a trip up magic mountain
Sing, whoa-oh
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Sing, whoa-oh
A view from the top, stops you dead in your track
The sun isn't moving, the future is the past



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Michael Lawhon, John Frederick Young, Christopher Robertson, Benjamin Daniel Wells
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