Fire On The Mountain

There is fire on the mountain and nobody seems to be on the run. Oh there is fire on the mountain top and no one is a' running. I wake up in the morning - tell you what I see on my TV screen I see the blood of an innocent child and everybody's watchi

Well, the train to Grinder's Switch is runnin' right on time And them Tucker Boys are cookin' down in Caroline People down in Florida can't be still When ol' Lynyrd Skynrd's pickin' down in Jacksonville To hear Richard Betts pickin' on that red guita

Took my fam'ly away from my Carolina home Had dreams about the West and started to roam Six long months on a dust covered trail They say heaven's at the end but so far it's been hell And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air Gold in them