Song of the Mountain Man
Sounds in the Mountains
Carrying above the mountain's tops,
and traveling on the Appalachian breeze,
a melodious tune played by the mountain man,
is to be sure for us all to please.
The hum and strum on his flat top guitar,
and the harmonica's mournful wail,
drums and whines in the music, just fine,
both then have a soulful story to tell.
A banjo soon joins on in, to plink and plunk,
in the good company, of a friend,
a chorus rattles off a country man's line,
while it hits the high C notes, all on time.
Mountain Man just grins, then so wide,
as he plays, his missing teeth, not to hide,
with a coordination to be envied by all,
and appreciated by both big and small.
Someone sounds so lonesome tonight,
seems an old friend and him, had a fight,
sorrowful tones travel down the mountain's trail,
by a moon light that's white, and so pale.
Trees casting shadows by a creek,
the musical notes there all play hide and seek.
songs of the hills and mountains there,
floats on a wind, with all its sounds so rare.
Mountain Men just sitting on the porch,
playing and singing songs, with no torch,
their melody to echo through a frosty night,
to rise and fall, then blend, far out of sight.
No one can play a song like the Mountain Man can,
for he sings his tunes, all so bold,,
his music still carries over those mountains there,
and all have soul in their story, told..
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