The Mountain

Take me home to the mountain The wind my mother used to sing But beware the mouth of the dragon In his lungs, a coal he keeps In his lungs, a coal he keeps Farewell shouted the preacher Farewell well he sang To this man down inside the mouth of the dragon Bound for heavens gates Bound for heavens gates All the homes as dark as mollases, but the house of the lord The man who fell in that mouth, wrapped him on his porch He wrapped him on his porch Take me home to the mountain The land my mother used to sing But beware the mouth of the dragon In his lungs, a coal he keeps In his lungs, a coal he keeps Halleluja, I slade the dragon, the son of the dead man sang I lit a match inside of the shaft, and burned his lungs away And burned his lungs away I remember the mountain The tails my mother used to sing Of the father killed by the dragon And the son who avenged his name