Fire on the mountainmarshall tucker bandtook my fam'ly away from our carolina homehad dreams about the west and started to roamsix long months on a dust covered trailthey say heaven's at the endbut so far it's been helland there's fire on the mountainlightening in the airgold in them hills and it's waiting for me therewe were digging and shifting from five to fiveselling ev'rything we found just to stay alivegold flowed free like the whiskey in the barssinning was the big thin lordand satan was the starand there's fire on the mountainlightening in the airgold in them hills and it's waiting for me theredance hall girls were the evening treatempty cartridges and blood lined the gutters of the streetmen were shot down for the sake of funor just to hear the noise of their 44 gunsand there's fire on the mountainlightening in the airgold in them hills and it's waiting for me therenow my widow, she weeps by my gravetears flow free for her man she couldn't saveshot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fameall for a useless and no good worthless claimand there's fire on the mountainlightening in the airgold in them hills and it's waiting for me there