Lyrics
Took my family away from my Carolina home
Had dreams about the West and started to roam
Six long months on a dust-covered trail
They say heaven's at the end, but so far it's been hell
And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
We were diggin' and shiftin' from five to five
Sellin' everythin' we found just to stay alive
Gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bars
Sinnin' was the big thing, Lord, and Satan was his star
And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
Dance hall girls were the evenin' treat
Empty cartridges and blood lined the street
Men were shot down for the sake of havin' fun
Or just to hear the noise of their 44 guns
And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
Now my widow, she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for the useless and no good, worthless claim
And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
Waitin' for me there
Waitin' for me there
