From the recording Trans-Mountaineer
Is our storyteller’s mountain a mythical state or an actual place? Either way, it’s home. Featuring authentic acoustic, hillbilly banjo, bass & percussion, lonesome harmonica & lyrical depth with a dusty vocal, it’s a traditional Folk Indie Bluegrass to the American Country Rock album of the same title.
Lyrics
I have hunted a hundred hills in my heart,
And I'll hunt a hundred more.
It seems the world tries so hard to tear me apart.
I won't let it anymore.
I'm a trans-mountaineer,
Transplanted from the mountain.
I'm an old pioneer,
I belong on the mountain.
I'm going to the mountain.
I have wandered a wilderness within my mind,
But I won't wander all alone.
I've found a love that's bound and no man can unbind,
And I will never be alone.
I'm a trans-mountaineer,
Transplanted from the mountain.
I'm an old pioneer,
I belong on the mountain.
I'm going to the mountain.
I'm a trans-mountaineer,
Transplanted from the mountain.
I'm an old pioneer,
I belong on the mountain.
I'm going to the mountain.