Moving Mountains

When I was child I’d find my uncle
Sitting in his old rocking chair
For hours and hours, to me seemed like days
I’d see him just sitting there
If I asked him what he was doing
He’d smile at me and say
David, I’m watching that mountain
'cause it’s going to move someday
David, I’m watching that mountain
'cause it’s going to move someday
Faith to move mountains, hope to keep them there
Love for the creatures that call her home
And love for the trees and the air
My uncle kept that mountain from moving
'cause the mountain knew he would see
He said David you know it’s a hard job
But I reckon it’s up to me
The mountain doesn’t want us people to know
That she dances late at night
But someday I’m going to see her
And I reckon my uncle was right
Someday I’m going to see her
And I reckon my uncle was right
There’s one thing about a mountain
You shouldn’t move her if she don’t want to go
But my uncle would cry to see her today
And the men trying to lay her low
This time we can’t just watch her
It’s a problem we can’t ignore
If we don’t fight for the mountain
Then the mountain will dance no more
If we don’t fight for the mountains
Then the mountains will dance no more