The Old Black Mountain Trail

Lyrics Shared By: Jennifer

June and Anita Carter:
So I’ll soon be hiking
Up where life’s to my liking
On that Old Black Mountain trail

Where the pine trees sobbing
Sets my heartstrings throbbing
For the whistle of the quail

There’s a blue-eyed boy awaiting
Who will run down to meet me in the vale

So I’ll soon be hiking
Up where life’s to my liking
On that Old Black Mountain trail

So the days I’m counting
Till I hike up the mountain
Where it’s holding up the sky

On an old log pillow
I will lie ‘neath the willow
As a child whose day’s gone by

So I’ll pack for Old Black Mountain
Going to leave where the moon begins to fail

Don will find me hiking
Up where life’s to my liking
On that Old Black Mountain trail

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