Gonna find a perfect mountain gonna stay until I die
Drink of mother nature's fountain let my worries roll on by
Well the good times go easy and the bad times go slow
Even in the in-between times I can't let my worries go
Always wanting to go somewhere but I never fail to find
I grow tired of what I find there long for things I left behind
Gonna find a perfect mountain
Well I can think of nothing better than a sweetheart for a friend
Before I find the two together I'm afraid my days shall end
Always wanting to go somewhere but I never fail to find
I grow tired of what I find there long for things I left behind
Gonna find a perfect mountain
Let my worries roll on by
Don Gibson - A Perfect Mountain Lyrics
Don Gibson - A Perfect Mountain Lyrics
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Gonna find a perfect mountain gonna stay until I die
Drink of mother nature's fountain let my worries roll on by
Well the good times go easy and the bad times go slow
Even in the in-between times I can't let my worries go
Always wanting to go somewhere but I never fail to find
I grow tired of what I find there long for things I left behind
Gonna find a perfect mountain
Well I can think of nothing better than a sweetheart for a friend
Before I find the two together I'm afraid my days shall end
Always wanting to go somewhere but I never fail to find
I grow tired of what I find there long for things I left behind
Gonna find a perfect mountain
Let my worries roll on by
Drink of mother nature's fountain let my worries roll on by
Well the good times go easy and the bad times go slow
Even in the in-between times I can't let my worries go
Always wanting to go somewhere but I never fail to find
I grow tired of what I find there long for things I left behind
Gonna find a perfect mountain
Well I can think of nothing better than a sweetheart for a friend
Before I find the two together I'm afraid my days shall end
Always wanting to go somewhere but I never fail to find
I grow tired of what I find there long for things I left behind
Gonna find a perfect mountain
Let my worries roll on by
Writer: THOMAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC