Mountain Stone
Northwest to the Powder River
In eighteen twenty-three,
A mountain man named Clyman
Hiked into history.
He had iron ore in his blood
And steel in his bones,
His arms were solid marble
And his soul was mountain stone.
When Indians attacked him
He got away somehow,
Swam his way to safety
Turned around and gave a bow.
He had iron ore in his blood
And steel in his bones,
His arms were solid marble
And his soul was mountain stone.
A grizzly jumped his captain
Looked like his time was gone,
Nearly bit his ear off
So Clyman sewed it on.
He had iron ore in his blood
And steel in his bones,
His arms were solid marble
And his soul was mountain stone.
He made it 'cross the Rockies
And trapped there for a while,
Turned around, laced up his boots
And walked six hundred miles.
He had iron ore in his blood
And steel in his bones,
His arms were solid marble
And his soul was mountain stone.
p.s. In case you are a member of a Bluegrass, Folk, or Western group (or know someone who is) and might be interested in co-writing, please let me know. This lyric has already been recorded and released, but I have a lot that haven't. dennisgoodwin1947@gmail.com
Submitted: December 07, 2020
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