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On Up The MountainYou're old enough to know wellThe better things are all up hill Bitter songs are never sung In the highlands where you belong In the smoke of cannons below Men they bury each other in rows People come, people go Work in numbers and leave alone There's a light making its way On up the mountain night and day You'll get tired and you'll get weak But you won't abandon your masterpiece Off to sleep you'll go Through the halls and opened doors Silver bells swinging low Strung in branches of the unknown Soon morning comes To warm the world, wake you up Night is gone awful fast It ain't wrong to be sad There's a light making its way On up the mountain night and day You'll go down and you'll go deep But you won't surrender your masterpiece Here it comes, there it goes The unbearable sound of the earth making men out of boys First you learn then you'll teach 'Bout that bright bright light making its way On up the mountain night and day You'll get tired and you'll get weak But you won't abandon your masterpiece There's a light making its way On up the mountain night and day You'll go down and you'll go deep But you won't surrender your masterpiece You won't surrender your masterpiece You will deliver your masterpiece |