Rob Fairley - Thunder on the Mountain

In days of absent grace
Seems best to play it close
Then risk the outside chance
Of wasting, going broke

There's thunder on the mountain
If you stop and hear it roll
There's thunder on the mountain
Every step a little slow

Some fortitude, some wine,
A bag man to do the time
Still it won't matter much
When you've run out of luck

There's thunder on the mountain
If you stop and hear it roll
There's thunder on the mountain
Every step a little slow

Don't tire of the weeds my friends
Though it may cost so much to work
There's more on the wind
Than where the shoreline breaks the surf

There's thunder on the mountain
If you stop and hear it roll
There's thunder on the mountain
Every step a little slow

Written by:
Rob Fairley

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