People strain a lot Stretch their brains a lot To play their way to immortality Some of them are very smart And trying awfully hard To make their mark and last eternally Seems there ain't no people Dumb enough to see
The sky is full of hawks Who say that money talks And only the rich are really free They tell you that the fact of life Is that you have to fight For every cold hard coin that you can see Well, there ain't no money Soft enough for me
Now there is a mountain It's big and it's wide And nobody knows What's on the other side Oh, some people are curious And some are afraid But they're goin' over that mountain Any old way
* Over the mountain Over the mountain Over the mountain Over the mountain
Sometimes it rains And sometimes it shines The mountain she's sitting there All of the time It's handsome as Jesus And ugly as sin You can stand on the outside But you can't get in
(* Repeat Chorus)
Now Boo was a man Who did as he pleased He didn't want to be like you And he didn't want to be like me Oh, a good man of heart, Boo He threw out the laws And flew over the mountain Like Santa Claus