Plastic silverware and there’s no plane at the gate
I’m trying to dream my way home
Can’t get the smell of trees or the sound of the streams
From the pictures on my phone
There’s another delay cracks the noise PA
It’s looking like one more night
But I’ve been too far gone for too damn long
And I know it’ll be all right
When I get back on Mountain Time
The snow-fed rivers and the tall straight pines
There’s a peace I know I’ll find
It’s there on Mountain Time
Sitting drinking beer by the side of the road
With a Cherokee named Jim
He says he’ll take me down to the nearest town
Get a water pump to fix my rig
Well Oklahoma shakes and it rattles and rolls
Pump the mudd deep in the ground
There’s a mashin’ of rocks that never seems to stop
I won’t have to hear that sound
Chorus
Morning mountains exhale fresh air
Lighted trees dance in the sun’s glare
Fish are rising go grab the gear
There ain’t no concrete up here
Back up in the hills at the end of the road
Is a place where we all go
I got two mountain girls and they don’t want no pearls
They’ll come out to play in snow
I’m just the other side of Peculiar, MO
Humidity’s too high
Got to get back west where I can be my best
Where it’s safe, clean and warm and dry
I’ve got no time to rest, guess its time I left
Now I am gonna say goodbye
Chorus