The Mountain Man And Me

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[Verse 1]
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He lived upon the mountain in a run 
down country shack
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They'd say, "Don't go around him, 
you might never make it back"
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As a boy, I'd lie awake in my bed at
 the orphan home
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And I could hear the old man play 
guitar, the gospel blues he moaned
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The sound of the music would take me
 away
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I knew I'd meet that mountain man 
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someday, someday


[Verse 2]
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One night after supper, that old 
feeling got the best of me
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I heard that sound and I gave in to 
my curiosity
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I climbed up on the mountain and 
there on the porch he sat
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With a Mason jar beneath his feet 
and a guitar on his lap
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The sound of the music took me away
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I knew I'd meet that mountain man 
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someday


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[Chorus]
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Tall as an oak tree covered with age
The mountain was his audience, the 
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front porch was his stage
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And he sang, "Rock of ages and 
precious memories
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Son, there's a better place for 
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you and me"


[Verse 3]
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We talked and talked for hours, he 
told me about his life
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He spoke and cried of a beautiful 
girl that once had been his wife
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He said she died while giving birth 
to a child he'd never see
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The town-folks said he couldn't 
raise a boy, they claimed he was 
crazy as me
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The county took his son away
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He's lived upon the mountain since
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 that day, yeah


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 4]
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Later in the evening, he held me to 
his side
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He said he hoped he had a boy like 
me then he closed his eyes and died
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In his hand, he held a picture and 
my face had turned blood red
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When I realized it was just the same
 as the one above my bed
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The good Lord took my daddy away
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But I know we'll be walking hand 
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in hand someday


[Chorus]
D
Tall as an oak tree covered with age
The mountain was his audience, the 
A
front porch was his stage
              D
And he sang, "Rock of ages and 
precious memories
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Son, there's a better place for 
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you and me"


[Other]
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There's a better place for the 
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mountain man and me