Snow On The Mountain

Snow On The Mountain
(Tim Stafford, Rick Lang, Daniel House Music, Haley Anna Music)
CH) When there’s snow on the mountain I’ll be on my way, headed back home for the Holidays
To be with mom and dad at the old home place…that’s where my heart still lives
When there’s snow on the mountain I’ll be pullin’ in, spend a little (some) time with a few old friends
When there’s snow on the mountain my heart will be poundin’, I just can’t wait to be back home again
V) In this city it’s just doesn’t feel the same
No snow or Christmas spirit in the air
I long to be where they all know my name
Please hear my one and only prayer
V) Now the old sawmill is coming into view
the smell of the white pine takes me back
To those carefree days we once knew
To the holly tree down by the sugar shack
V) I can see the wreath hanging on the door
and candles glowing in the window sill
Boxes with red ribbons on the floor
And the wood fire fighting off the winter chill
No I can’t wait to be back home again