Roots Music Report

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Lyrics

Up on the mountain where the river’s frail and slow,
it already has the power to flood the valley below.
Up on the mountain where I was born and raised
it made me rise to who I am today.

Every childhood is like driftwood.

It can turn and flow in every unexpected way.
You don’t need a happy youth to get stuck on something good,
so you ain’t going down the drain. 

Up on the mountain where the river’s frail and slow, 

it already has the power to flood the valley below.

Up on the mountain where I was born and raised

it made me rise to who I am today.

All those bad friends are like the sharp bends.
You only see them after you crash into their wall.

Sometimes you gotta sink low before you find the right flow,
so you ain’t gonna drown again.

You can move all the stones to get where you belong.

You’re in control to change the course of your own life.
There’s just no turning back, so enjoy moving down the track.

You can only go back up there as rain.

Up on the mountain where the river’s frail and slow, 

it already has the power to flood the valley below.

Up on the mountain where I was born and raised

it made me rise to who I am today.