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
he asks for a rope and a pen that will write "Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says Carefully removes his fez "Am I hearin' you right?" And as the yellow
Pretty bird with feathers falling Pretty as a lady calling For her pink and midnight lover As she stares into the water And a yellow moon is rising And
(copyright 1973 mountain music ltd.,carlin music corp. all rights reserved. yellow dog music in canada and u.s.) Turn on your receiver , I'm gonna
At home, drawing pictures of mountain tops With him on top Lemon yellow sun, arms raised in a V And the dead lay in pools of maroon below Daddy didn'
thought nothing but a streak of mean Could make a man look so downright strong But one look in his eyes and you knowed you was wrong He was a mountain
fishes in the ocean Higher than any bird ever flew Longer than there've been stars up in the Heavens I've been in love with you Stronger than any mountain
whisper's louder Than the highways call to me All the mountains and the rivers And the valleys can't compare To your blue lit dancin' eyes And yellow
First winds of winter I'll see him again It's farewell to this yellow Headed misery I've known Snake Mountain's callin' Callin' me home Well a Snake Mountain
tell the truth From the mirage, from the mirage Yellow butterfly on the rocky path below Fluttering lifeless in the shimmering glow Of the Phantom Mountain
a friend; I'll be there, anywhere, don't care with a helping hand, Understand one another 'til the end, I swear; I'm fair, I care always gonna be there -Black, white, yellow
what color he is? Bert: What? Ernie: He's yellow! Bert: Ernie! (Ernie laughs and flies right over the truck without seeing Big Bird!) (sung) Big Bird: 'Cause there ain't no mountain
My hair is black and red My hair is yellow My eyes are brown and green and blue My name is Jack and Fred My name's Amanda Sue I'm called Kareem
It's not easy bein' green Having to spend each day The color of the leaves When I think it could be nicer Bein' red or yellow or gold Or something much
It's not that easy being green; Having to spend each day the color of the leaves. When I think it could be nicer being red, or yellow or gold- or something
They're gonna move Green Mountain he can't stand in the way But William Deacon swears Green Mountain's gonna stay They're gonna move Green Mountain at
fishes in the ocean Higher than any bird ever flew Longer than there've been stars up in the heavens I've been in love with you Stronger than any mountain
dark in a place, stuck in outer space, talkin to my friends they dont know what i say. I'm in the ocean duck divin the waves, I'm on a mountain been