I grow up on Mandolin Mountain,
High on melody Hill,
High sweet harmony,
Water out the well
My life is passing through me,
And I'm mostly satisfied,
The old songs keep calling me,
Calling trough the night
I grow up on Mandolin Mountain,
High on melody Hill,
High sweet harmony,
Water out the well
It was written inthe book of life,
Way back down the road,
Love is for the pasioned ones,
the honest turn to gold
I grow up on Mandolin Mountain,
High on melody Hill,
High sweet harmony,
Water out the well
My life is running through me,
And I'm satisfied,
The old songs keep calling me,
Calling in the night
Calling in the night
All along the valley of the boine
On to tired hill
I know that it always was
And I know it always will.
I grow up on Mandolin Mountain,
High on melody Hill,
High sweet harmony,
Water out the well

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