The Man On Red Mountain
The Man on Red Mountain is looking up toward the sky
You can see him up there when you enter the town
There’s not much else to see as you look around
There’s played-out gold mines and a rusted building or two
A few hangers-on still around who didn’t skiddle-dee-doo
Back when gold and riches untold provided the big lure
Red Mountain was the place to go for that permanent cure
The Man on Red Mountain is not a tourist attraction
Though he’d likely welcome any kind of reaction
And a little action around here is all you might expect
Here in Red Mountain a little action is all you can get
There’s played-out gold mines and a rusted building or two
A few hangers-on still around who didn’t skiddle-dee-doo
Back when gold and riches provided the big lure
Red Mountain was the place to go for that permanent cure
Red Mountain all those big dreams are now all but dead
Yet, the Man on Red Mountain still raises his head
A head one must feel is still filled with faith and hope
Why else does he still search the heavens…
Could it be for… for those streets paved with gold
© Godot Boys Music (BMI) 1970
Words and music by Bryce Martin