The Mountain Song - Tophouse

Composed by：Joseph Robert Larson

We climbed a mountain

And I picked wildflowers and put 'em in her hair

And at the top we found a meadow

And danced barefoot in the grass

And I'm not lying there were bluebirds in the air

It was a long one

There was a time or two we felt like giving up

But every fall and every stumble made us

Stop and see the wonder

With your hand in mine we pushed on towards the top

Why do people climb mountains?

Is it just to reach the top and see the view?

Well I'll tell you something

Every rock and every river

Every sore and every splinter

I would climb every mountain with you

Well the clouds rolled in

There was lightning there was thunder there was rain

As we hid beneath our shelter

All the doubts that we had felt

Came pouring in as a flood we had to face

Then came the sunshine

The clouds rolled back and color filled the earth

And the rain had brought the flowers

You could sit and stare for hours

And the toil and the struggle showed its worth

Why do people climb mountains?

Is it just to reach the top and see the view?

Well I'll tell you something

Every rock and every river

Every sore and every splinter

In the summer in the winter

When it's warm and when we shiver

I would climb every mountain with you

We climbed a mountain

I picked wildflowers

We climbed a mountain

I picked wildflowers

We climbed a mountain

I picked wildflowers

We climbed a mountain

I picked wildflowers

Why do people climb mountains?

Is it just to reach the top and see the view?

Well I'll tell you something

Every rock and every river

Every sore and every splinter

In the summer in the winter

When it's warm and when we shiver

When our feet are full of blisters

When it's sweet and when it's bitter

I'd climb every mountain with you