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Smoke on the Mountainside
Smoke on the mountainside,
Barbed-wire, fur and hide
Smoke on the mountainside
Shots are fired, there's no place to hide.
Can't find a trail
Without the smell of powder
The taste of the chase,
Can't find a creek
Without the flavor of blood
Spilled on the bank
Can't find a road
Where the Camo Rodeo
Hasn't yet been,
Can't find a night
Without the crackle of guns
On either end
Smoke on the mountainside,
Barbed-wire, fur and hide
Smoke on the mountainside
Shots are fired, there's no place to hide.
I don't know myself
Without a snub-nosed partner
Close to my heart;
So much concealment,
And ready for actionâ
Tear something apart
I've been up to the mountain
Just to see what was true;
I saw the signs of worship
At the altar of amendment
Number two...
Smoke on the mountainside,
Barbed-wire, fur and hide
Smoke on the mountainside
Shots are fired, there's no place to hide.
Can't find a town
Without amputees
And crying mothers;
Can't we find a way?
We're destroying ourselves
When we're destroying the
other
I've been up to the mountain
Just to see what was true;
I saw the signs of worship
At the altar of amendment
Number two...
Smoke on the mountainside,
Barbed-wire, fur and hide
Smoke on the mountainside
Shots are fired, there's no place to hide.
Smoke on the mountainside,
Barbed-wire, fur and hide
Smoke on the mountainside
Shots are fired, there's no place to hide.
Smoke on the mountainside,
Barbed-wire, fur and hide
Smoke on the mountainside
Shots are fired, there's no place to hide.
Smoke on the mountainside,
Barbed-wire, fur and hide
Smoke on the mountainside
Shots are fired, there's no place to hide.
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