Took my fam`ly away from my Carolina home
Had dreams about the West and started to roam
Six long months on a dust covered trail
They say heaven`s at the end but so far it`s been hell
And there`s fire on the mountain, lightnin` in the air
Gold in them hills and it`s waitin` for me there
We were diggin` and siftin` from five to five
Sellin` everything we found just to stay alive
Gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bars
Sinnin` was the big thing, lord and Satan was his star
And there`s fire on the mountain, lightnin` in the air
Gold in them hills and it`s waitin` for me there
Dance hall girls were the evenin` treat
Empty cartridges and blood lined the gutters of the street
Men were shot down for the sake of fun
Or just to hear the noise of their forty-four guns
And there`s fire on the mountain, lightnin` in the air
Gold in them hills and it`s waitin` for me there
Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn`t save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good worthless claim
And there`s fire on the mountain, lightnin` in the air
Gold in them hills and it`s waitin` for me there
Fire on the mountain, lightnin` in the air
Gold in them hills and it`s waitin` for me there
Waitin` for me there
Publisher Spirit Music Company (BMI)