Love doesn't always present you with gold
With the very first person you hold
Love can shine early or come from the cold
It can be young, middle-aged or be old
When those young wolves tracked down
That old wounded bear
It was you, the mountain and me
When those hungry vultures
They circled the air
It was up that old mountain and me
When this pitiful life
It comes to an end
It'll be you, the mountain and me
When I've found the right road
But I've lost all my friends
It'll be you, the mountain and me
Now the sun's disappeared
The rains moving in
The moon in the background just blushed
The cold steel of the mountain
Conceals a dark truth
That one of us may have been pushed
So with tears in my eyes
I'll wait in the skies
And one thing I'll know about you
God may not exist
The moon may be cheese
But that mountain and thee
Will be true
So when you love hit this pair
Youth was not longer there
Just wisdom, laughter and lines
Both had been lookers
But now chaind to their cookers
And endless glasses of wine
When those old crows in Dumbo
They clapped my demise
So very much louder than any first prize
When they fell from above
And pecked out my eyes
It was up that old mountain and me
I won't jump in that river
Or fall in that sea
I'll fold your hand closely in mine
And tell you although
You've just found a new love
Your old ones just gonna be fine
Cause you're like the scariest
Sheerest of drops
That can jump from
Your balls to your throat
And I'm like that shelf
That you're landing upon
And that beard on that
Old mountain goat