Where the cool breezes blow through the pines
Find me out on a mountain top
I’m leaving this old world behind
Fifteen miles from the nearest town
Is where I’ll take my rest
And I’m leaving behind my troubled mind
And the (girl) that I love the best
A country (boy) in a city world
Will never find a home
Like a morning dove on a high roof top
I’m better left all alone
Find me out on a mountain top
Where the cool breezes blow through the pines
Find me out on a mountain top
I’m leaving this old world behind
I’m leaving this old world behind
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