"High On A Mountain"
by Del McCoury
Off the album, "Hand-Picked: 25 years of Rounder Records"
Transcribed by Brad Kale (bkbgrass@libertybay.com)
High On A Mountain
As I lo[G]oked at the val[D]leys down be[G]low
They were green just as f[D]ar as I could s[G]ee.
As my memory ret[F]urned, oh h[G]ow my heart did ye[C]arn
for y[G]ou and the d[D]ay that used to [G]be.
(Chorus)
[G]High on a mou[F]ntain oh,[G] wind blowin' f[C]ree
T[G]hinking about the d[D]ays that used to [G]be.
High on a mou[F]ntain oh,[G] standin' all al[C]one
[G]Wondering where the ye[D]ars of my life has fl[G]own.
Oh I wonder if you ever think of me
or if time has blotted out your memory.
As I listen to the breeze, whisper gently through the trees
I'll always cherish what you meant to me.
(Chorus)
by Del McCoury
Off the album, "Hand-Picked: 25 years of Rounder Records"
Transcribed by Brad Kale (bkbgrass@libertybay.com)
High On A Mountain
As I lo[G]oked at the val[D]leys down be[G]low
They were green just as f[D]ar as I could s[G]ee.
As my memory ret[F]urned, oh h[G]ow my heart did ye[C]arn
for y[G]ou and the d[D]ay that used to [G]be.
(Chorus)
[G]High on a mou[F]ntain oh,[G] wind blowin' f[C]ree
T[G]hinking about the d[D]ays that used to [G]be.
High on a mou[F]ntain oh,[G] standin' all al[C]one
[G]Wondering where the ye[D]ars of my life has fl[G]own.
Oh I wonder if you ever think of me
or if time has blotted out your memory.
As I listen to the breeze, whisper gently through the trees
I'll always cherish what you meant to me.
(Chorus)
