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Composer: Ian Anderson

Jethro Tull - Mountain Men lyrics



The poacher and his daughter throw soft shadows on the water in the night.
A thin moon slips behind them as they pull the net with no betraying light.
And later on the coast road, I meet them and the old man winks a smile.
And who am I to fast deny the right to take a fish once in a while?
I walk with them, they wish me luck when I slip out on the Sunday from the kyle.
And from the church I hear them singing as the ship moves sadly from the pier.
Oh, poacher's daughter, Sundat best, two hundred brave souls share the farewell
tear.

There's a house on the hillside, where the drifting sands are born.
Lay down and let the slow tide wash me back to the land where I came from.
Where the mountain men are kings and the sound of the piper counts for
everything.

Did my tour, did my duty. I did all they asked of me.
Died in the trenches and at Alamein...died in the Falklands on T.V.
Going back to the mountain kings where the sound of the piper counts for
everything.

Long generations from the Isles sent to tread the foreign miles
where the spiral ages meet. Felt naked dust beneath their feet.
Future sun called winds to blow and the past and present hard-eyed crow
flew hunting high and circling low over blackened plains of Eden.

There's a child and a woman praying for an end to the mystery.
Hoping for a word in a letter fair wind-blown from across the sea
to where the mountain men are kings and the sound of the piper counts for
everything.

There's a house on the hillside, where the drifting sands are born.
Lay down and let the slow tide wash me back to the land where I came from.
Where the mountain men are kings and the sound of the piper counts for
everything.
Where the real mountain men are kings and the sound of that piper counts for
everything.

Feel the naked dust beneath my toes while the future sun calls winds to blow
and the past and present black-eyed crow flies hunting high and circling low
between dream mountains of our Eden
Songs list of album: Crest of a Knave (1987)
         Title Rating
01   Steel Monkey lyrics   -
02    Farm on the Freeway lyrics Add lyrics   -
03   Jump Start lyrics   -
04    Said She Was a Dancer lyrics Add lyrics   -
05    Dogs in the Midwinter lyrics Add lyrics   -
06   Budapest lyrics   -
07   Mountain Men lyrics   -
08   The Waking Edge lyrics   -
09   Raising Steam lyrics   -
 

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