The days come long and murky
I think I'll make my journey
The cold north apex
I've made bizarre treks
The Ozark mountains
Regain my balance
I hear a calling
The deeper greens
Taller trees
The mountain breeze
To Ozark mountain
I'll make my way
To white from the gray
Time to go
Upward ho
Far away
On my own
What waits for me
but berries and leaves
Higher I will climb
Got my bearskin pelt
Long seal underwear
And my bell hat
See ya at the top of the mountain
That's where I'll be a wandering
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