HOME ON THE MOUNTAIN
Up high where Spring is beautiful and Summer nice, lives a man,
All his life has been spent there, Winter approaches once again.
He lives alone in his cabin built long ago,
A companion which does not talk but speaks with a bark.
Time for gathering wood to stack for the Winter,
A tree for the Christmas season to share with his friend.
Home on the mountain is this mans peace and sanctuary,
Sitting by the night fire, a meal cooked over an open flame.
What makes a man happy is a gift so fine,
This is what really matters, a man whom has little but has everything.
Merry Christmas to the man whom enjoys peace in his home on the mountain.