Brown Mountain Light

Spoken:
In the hills of North Carolina, since the times of the early settlers, a strange light has
been witnessed near the top of Brown Mountain. To this day, no one can explain the mystery of…
The Brown Mountain Lights.
(Chorus)
High on the mountain and down in the valley below.
It shines like the crown of an angel
And fades as the mist comes and goes.
Way over yonder, night after night until dawn.
That lonely old slave, come back from the grave (a’searching, searching, searching)
For his master who is long, long gone.
In the days of the old covered wagon,
While camped on the flats for the night
Oh the moon shown dim on the old canyon rim,
As they would watch for the Brown Mountain Light.
(Chorus)
High on the mountain and down in the valley below.
It shines like the crown of an angel
And fades as the mist comes and goes.
Way over yonder, night after night until dawn.
That lonely old slave, come back from the grave (a’searching, searching, searching)
For his master who is long, long gone.
Years ago an old southern planter went hunting
In the wild woods alone,
And it’s then, so they say,
That the hunter lost his way
And never returned to his home.
His trusty old slave brought a lantern
searching day and night but in vain
The old slave is gone but his spirit lingers on
And the light’s still seen just the same.
(Chorus)
High on the mountain and down in the valley below.
It shines like the crown of an angel
And fades as the mist comes and goes.
Way over yonder, night after night until dawn.
That lonely old slave, come back from the grave (a’searching, searching, searching)
For his master who is long, long gone.
Searching, searching, searching
For his master who is long, long gone.