The Mountain

Take me home to the mountain
 The wind my mother used to sing
 But beware the mouth of the dragon
 In his lungs, a coal he keeps
 In his lungs, a coal he keeps
 Farewell shouted the preacher
 Farewell well he sang
 To this man down inside the mouth of the dragon
 Bound for heavens gates
 Bound for heavens gates
 All the homes as dark as mollases, but the house of the lord
 The man who fell in that mouth, wrapped him on his porch
 He wrapped him on his porch
 Take me home to the mountain
 The land my mother used to sing
 But beware the mouth of the dragon
 In his lungs, a coal he keeps
 In his lungs, a coal he keeps
 Halleluja, I slade the dragon, the son of the dead man sang
 I lit a match inside of the shaft, and burned his lungs away
 And burned his lungs away
 I remember the mountain
 The tails my mother used to sing
 Of the father killed by the dragon
 And the son who avenged his name