Green Mountain High
and if I die today
well so I die but say
I do recall the waking dream
a view that's good enough to scream
gazing down the precipice
Green mountain and it comes to this:
Give me your hand and we'll ascend
One and one makes three no need to end
no need to court disaster
if every day that passes goes faster
I will sigh
recollect our Green Mountain high
write it over a thousand times
I've got the days I've got the rhymes
we will drive we three
the green mountain road with glee
all glorious bottom to top
no reason to expect we'll stop
what
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