Letra da Música: Mountain Boy - Red Foley

Mountain boy
Pickin' up rocks a puttin' 'em in the wagon
The sun goes down my poor feet a draggin'
Mountain boy

Now I wish I own ten acres down in the valley instead of these rocks on this hill
Cause they grow some tall corn down in the valley and my land seems just won't till
You know my mountain girl went down in the valley I guess about a year ago
And married a valley farmer cause he had a lotta hail
And in a way I guess it's better I didn't have anything but love to offer
No I don't guess I can blame her cause life in the valley is a whole lot softer
But for a while I thought this pain in my heart was gonna get the best of me
But I just kinda go away now and I just worry about the rest of me
And I'll bet there's a lotta men just like me
That on mountain ground where the winter wind's cold
And spendin' their entire life looking down
Just two miles from something they'll never hold

A pickin' up rocks a puttin' 'em in the wagon
The sun goes down my poor feet a draggin'
Mountain boy