Oh Woah oh oh oh oh oh
Oh Woah oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah, yeah

I was chained to the land I am from
Destined to work all my days
But you ask me to give all my blood and my bones
Just to pray to your beautiful ways

But I can not be yours
There's blood, sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled
Mountain sing your song
And call your children home

Oh Woah oh oh oh oh oh
Oh Woah oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah, yeah

I can remember a time before time
When Giants they walk through the land
But these places I've known and these faces have grown
All withered and beaten by sand

But I can not be yours
There's blood, sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled
Mountain sing your song
And call your children home
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

I was a king just fallen from grace
Cast from the mountain at night
Now I'm a poor man, dreaming of birds
And wishing that I could take flight

But I can not be yours
There's blood, sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled
Mountain sing your song
And call your children home

Oh, I can not be yours
There's blood, sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled
Mountain sing your song
And call your children home
And call your children home