I’m walking out easy and I’m walking out slow
 I’m taking this old road to a place that I know
 And I don’t feel the wind and I don’t see the snow
 Over my mountain
 
 And it’s cold, getting colder but I’m feeling so warm
 I’m flying so high I just can’t see the storm
 It’s a long time ago I was here on my own
 Over my mountain
 
 And isn’t it strange how things happen to be
 So many years on and he’s no stranger to me
 And all the old stories are easy to see
 When I’m out over my mountain
 
 So in sad isolation I’m feeling so good
 I’ve drifted too far but I knew that I would
 And it seems I am laughing and I knew that I could
 Over my mountain
 
 So I’m walking out easy I’m walking out slow
 I’m taking this old road to a place that I know
 And I don’t feel the wind and I don’t see the snow
 Over my mountain