Intro :
It's high on a mountain the warm winds are blowing
And where the winds are b lowing to there ain't no way of k nowing
The mountain grass is s hort it's dry and close to b urning
Crying out for w ater as the season's t urning
The sweet smell of the p ines_ _ th e tall western ced ar
Drifting on the w ind t hrough the mountains like a ri ver
I've been too long away from this wild open sky
On the concrete trails that w ind t hrough the canyons dark and wi de
The sounds of people t alking in words of blue and g rey
And smells of doors and w indows closed against the d ay
The sweet smell of the p ines_ _ th e tall western ced ar
Drifting on the w ind t hrough the mountains like a ri ver
Instrumental :
Now the dust lies thick and heavy where my feet are falling
There's nothing but the s ound of the jaybirds c alling
My mind grow s dry a nd th irsty a s the memories linger
Drifting on the w ind t hrough the mountains like a ri ver
The sweet smell of the p ines_ _ th e tall western ced ar
Drifting on the w ind t hrough the mountains like a ri ver
Instrumental : (4x)
The sweet smell of the p ines_ _ th e tall western ced ar
Drifting on the w ind t hrough the mountains like a ri ver
The sweet smell of the p ines_ _ th e tall western ced ar
Drifting on the w ind t hrough the mountains like a ri ver