Show A mountain man goes home by D DOUGLAS NIA MALLOCH LLOCH aes im from the mountain co coun un try ho he said with a lonely sa s1 bagh gh and the prairie aint not country for a mountain man to die ive set my face to the mountains my feet on the road and im coln back up yonder to a mou mountain etain mans abode I 1 come from the mountain country na as many a man has come coma when the jandrin wan drin fevers on him and the call of street and slum but now I 1 am sick of cities and sa s1 sick ck of the cites ways anil and im coln back up yonder in the alie hills to end my days so thanks for your breakfast farmer and thanks for the bed I 1 had it was just a hayloft farmer but a hayloft aint so bad the smell of the hay was sweeter than any ive smelt before since I 1 waved my hand to mother find and I 1 turned from fathers door I 1 cant help you none with harvest I 1 cant help you none with stock for my feet are soft with prairie and I 1 want the feel of rock oh some of you call me hobo but that mind to me for im coln back up yonder to the place I 1 ought to be yes youth Is the time to wander but age Is the time to rest and your homes the place to head for and a mountain home Is best beat not many I 1 guess will know me not m anell care to know but y your our homes the place to head for I 1 and its there I 1 mean to go theres mapy many a year left in me but whether its one or ten it Is there I 1 want to finish in the hill up there again im off for the mountain country and here la Is the reason why for the prairie aint no country for or a mountain man to die 0 1932 dougl douglas malloch W Sarri cs |