(Rob Hirst/Jim Moginie)



Walking through the high dry grass

Pushing my way through slow

Yellow belly black snake

Sleeping on a red rock

Waiting for the stranger to go



Sugar train stops at the crossing

Cane cockies cursing below

Bad storm coming

Better run to the top of the mountain



Mountain in the shadow of light

Rain in the valley below

Mountain in the shadow of light

Rain in the valley



CHORUS

Well you can call me Peter, say you're Paul

Don't put me up on your bedroom wall

Call me king of the mountain



Blacksmith fires up the bellows

Cane cutters burning the load

Workers of the world

Run to the top of the mountain



Mountain in the shadow of light



CHORUS



I can't take the hands from my face

there are some things we can't replace



Mountain



CHORUS



Over liquid tarmac wastelands of cactus and heat

Down cobblestone alleyways of washing day sheets

Up ghost prairie mountains of sunset and space

Down the road a familiar face

Across the wilderness

Ot further than the bush

I will follow you



CHORUS

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