Randy Moser - High Uintas

In the high Unitas, the thunder rolls for miles
The wind she whistles through the pine
The clouds can change within a moment's notice
Leaving you with no place to go
No place left to go

Yes I think it's time
We all move on
It's time we get out of the rain

The way that I was raised
We'd go to church
No matter where we'd been on Saturday
When we drive past
Everybody'd wave
We knew everybody's name
My grandpa worked the mine
Yours fought the forest service
A land of many use is what they'd say
Now you people come in here
You just see building lots
Designer plots where wealthy people play
Once you kick the poor out of the way

Yes I think it's time
We all move on
It's time we get out of the rain
In the high Unitas, the thunder rolls for miles
The wind she whistles through the pine
The clouds can change within a moment's notice
Leaving you with no place to go
No place left to go

Written by:
Randy Moser

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