The Old Man Of The Mountain
Ton : DEnglish
With his lDmong white beard and a crooked staff
He tramps along while the folks all laugh
With a tAmwinkle in his eye he pAasses them by
The OA7ld Man of the MDmountain
He wDmears long hair and his feet are bare
They say he's mad as an old march hare
But his cAmares are none he oAwes no one
The OA7ld Man of the MDmountain
He tDmalks with the birds when he's lGmonely
He sDmleeps with the stars for a tGment
The bC7ees spread a feast when he's hFungry
And GF7od charges no rAent
He'll lDmive as long as an old oak tree
And laugh at fools like you and me
Oh I oAmften sigh and wAish that I
Were the OA7ld Man of the MDmountain