Ghost Mountain

When we climbed to the peak we planted a flag
 But the moment we had, i felt bad
 And then night came, so we got into our sleeping bags
 And then someone told a story about something dead and gory
 There was heat
 From the fire
 But i still froze when i saw the ghost
 There was heat
 From the fire
 But i still froze when i saw the ghost
 I told the gang we weren't welcome
 The ghost made that clear
 So we stepped back, but it was drawing near
 And it lunged for our throats
 So we packed our things, made tracks,
 Undid our footprints, even furled our flag, and.
 We were gone! but what was on the top of the mountain,
 The mountain top?
 We were gone! but what was on the top of the mountain,
 The mountain top?
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 Sweet nothing! I made it up
 So we would make it down ghost mountain