oh, the mountain top,
oh the vision stop,
and i will reap the locust crop,
'cause i love you like a mountain

oh, the mountain top,
oh the bleeding stop,
and down goes the hatchet, chopping block,
'cause i love you like a mountain

oh, the human race,
oh, the private's face,
and all god's people find their place
and i love you like a mountain

and out in the woods, lightning [bad word] 
i saw death in the eye of a buck
tied to a tree, drowned in the muck
everything had changed
and we grew up with birds and bees,
we'd go swimming, we climbed trees
and we would skate when the ice would freeze
we came up the same
we were both the same

oh, the mountain top,
oh, the vision stops,
and i will reap the locust crop
'cause i love you like a mountain

oh, the mountain top,
oh, the bleeding stopped,
i will reap the locust crop
'cause i love you like a mountain

oh, the human race,
oh, the devil's face,
and all god's creatures find their place
'cause i love you like a mountain
i love you like a mountain
i love you like a mountain