Down the Mountain

by Scott Hommel

Genre: Folk

Lyrics

All I ever do is wait on you
All I ever do is wait on you

Born in the North and raised down South and I’m
coming down the mountain
Moonshine dripping from my mouth and I’m
coming down the mountain
One of these days I’ll find my youth I’m
gonna drink it from a fountain
I sold my soul to pay my dues and I’m
coming down the mountain

Life is a precious waste of time
So much to see and do
Sitting on the front porch, drunk on wine
Howling at the moon and waiting on you

I’d take back all the pain I caused you if I was able
The way we left it last it seems it’s all out on the table
They say you can change a rebel’s mind
Well, honey that’s just a fable
The pasture always seems much greener
When you’re stuck in the stable

Life is a precious waste of time
So much to see and do
Sitting on the front porch, drunk on wine
Still howling at the moon and waiting on you

Sweet little lady don’t you cry
I told you maybe I’d come and see you sometime
Sweet little lady don’t you cry

Born in the North and raised down South and I’m
coming down the mountain
Moonshine dripping from my mouth and I’m
coming down the mountain
One of these days I’ll find my youth and I’m
gonna drink it from a fountain
I sold my soul to pay my dues and I’m
coming down the mountain

Sweet little lady don’t you cry
I told you maybe I’d come and see you sometime
Sweet little lady don’t you cry