Meet Me On The Mountain
Meet me on the mountain,I'll be there.With my mohair suiteAnd baseball shoes.
This broken old body,Young again.You and me babeWe could never loose.
Never loose what we had,It came to be so strong.How we hung on to each otherThrough the night.
So we'll meet on the mountain,In our young clothes so fine.And we'll be together,'till the end of time.
Meet me on the mountainIn that pretty dress you made.It looks so good nobodyCould have known.
And babe I gotta tell youHow you still look good to meI sure could not have got throughOn my own.
And if I ever hurt youIt was never mend that way.These broken bones would never,Never let you down.
So bring your Motown recordsAnd your French crepe dress so fineAnd we'll be together,'till the end of time