"The Old Man on the Mountain" genre: Folk
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	Credits: Music and Lyrics: Frank M. Gregg
	Lyrics The old man lived on a mountaintop The woman far below Friday evenings when the moon was out Down the hill he’s go Supper on the porch when the nights were mild When cold, they’d eat by the fire Comfort in the spaces of their solitude When love consumes desire Their love was quiet passion In silence love would speak It spoke of twenty years of travel Up and down the peak. It breathed unspoken promises And never said a word It hummed a tune of freedom Like the sweet song of a bird Next morning they’d awaken Get dressed and go downstairs Put breakfast on the table The smell of bacon in the air They’d spend a quiet afternoon Passion spent but love not stilled And in the evenings twilight He’d walk back up the hill. Chorus They knew someday that time would stop But neither said the words Time is unimportant Whenever love is heard

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