People strain a lot
Stretch their brains a lot
To play their way to immortality
Some of them are very smart
And trying awfully hard
To make their mark and last eternally
Seems there ain't no people
Dumb enough to see
The sky is full of hawks
Who say that money talks
And only the rich are really free
They tell you that the fact of life
Is that you have to fight
For every cold hard coin that you can see
Well, there ain't no money
Soft enough for me
Now there is a mountain
It's big and it's wide
And nobody knows
What's on the other side
Oh, some people are curious
And some are afraid
But they're goin' over that mountain
Any old way
* Over the mountain
Over the mountain
Over the mountain
Over the mountain
Sometimes it rains
And sometimes it shines
The mountain she's sitting there
All of the time
It's handsome as Jesus
And ugly as sin
You can stand on the outside
But you can't get in
(* Repeat Chorus)
Now Boo was a man
Who did as he pleased
He didn't want to be like you
And he didn't want to be like me
Oh, a good man of heart, Boo
He threw out the laws
And flew over the mountain
Like Santa Claus