In the morning it was even colder There was crazy colors and things all over There had been the ring around and everyone was holding hands and singing It was an old song
She's like a mountain
Life is dear Leaving home to be there And the rain came down, pouring down On the cold ground And it was on the television, what to do about it all? Thirty thousand women She's like a mountain
La la la la
She's like a mountain And it wont disappear
They told lies on the television, and the papers said treason Thirty thousand women She's like a mountain This is the song and it goes on and on And it wont disappear Thirty thousand women And it wont disappear