Black Mountain Night

Black Mountain Night - Will Straughan, Paper of the Birch Publishing, ASCAP
There’s a shadow of a man on the horizon And I hope that he ain’t comin’ after me I’ve been hiding in these hills
Pullin’ thorns out of my thrills
And watching as they’re falling through my hands
Can’t recall the name of the pretty girl As I walk down for a pint at the bar My heart so full of hopin’
As that barroom door swung open She rode off in someone else’s car
On a Black Mountain night
I keep a picture of it in my mind
I swear as I look down
From this mountain on that town For a moment everything is alright
There’s a highway full of thunder, wind and gamblers The same one that brought me to your door
Just a mile on down the road
I can hear ‘em come and go
Things seem a little better than before
Maybe I could rustle up a job, boys
Maybe I could sing a worthy song
Anything to thank you for the kindness you’ve shown For making me feel that I belong
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