Mountain Boy
Tell me where you're going
On lonely roads, little mountain boy.
Tell me what you're looking for
on the mountain top.
Go look for shelter, a storm is coming
With ice and snow....
Little Mountain Boy...
Do you want to follow me
On this trail, through ice and snow?
On this trail of gold and silver,
On this trail of joy?.
I am going down to Bethlehem
Where a Boy was born...
He's a special Boy !
And when I get there I'll tell him
That I'll be his friend
That I've brought him mountain flowers,
And a mountain bird,
So that he may listen to mountain music
While going to sleep!
He's a Boy like me.
Autor(es): Marlore Anwandter
