Wild Mountain Rose

High on the mountain where the wild flowers grow

I fell in love with my wild mountain Rose

Rose lived high on the mountain

With the bright lights of the city below

She dreamed of the day we would go there

Just me and my wild mountain Rose

But like the wild wind I drifted from her

Far below to the bright lights of town

I promised to come back and get her

But time passed and I let her down

There’s nothing but memories of my wild mountain Rose

In a place where lonely men go

And they called her their wild mountain Rose

In town in her new city clothes

In the life of my wild mountain Rose

I lost the love of my wild mountain Rose