In the east a risin' sun

Golden honey mornin' comes

Cool and easy on the wind

'til the darkness comes again

In the truth I find a song

Mother mountain, bring me home.

Springtime whistle in the trees

New life changin' with the leaves

Water underneath my feet

Brand new promise for to keep

High above the right and wrong

Mother mountain, bring me home.

Story older than the stone

Mother mountain, bring me home.

Yeah, oh...