Every Mountain I Climb - Bill Miller



     
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Every Mountain I Climb Lyrics


I saw Judas Iscariot with a bottle of wine
Talkin' suicide with an old friend of mine
They gathered a crowd down at the end of the tracks
And a woman cried out, "When is God comin' back?"And they pretended not to notice
They came down hard on the weak
Causing war and starvation
Refusing to let them speakFor every mountain I climb
For every river that winds
For every wind that will blow
I will send out my prayers
To the children belowI saw a crazy horse walkin' alone in the dark
On the streets paved in blood, on his broken heart
He never dreamed it would turn out like thisThey pretend that they just don't see
They are blinded with their own mediocrity
They got their trophies and their cars
Big houses on the hill and they don't really care
That their wars are a killin' meFor every child that follows the dream
With ten thousand angels fly

No one will force them to run
They will stand up and fight till this battle is wonFor every mountain I climb
For every river that winds
For every wind that will blow
I will send out my prayers
To the children belowFor every mountain I climb
For every river that winds
For every wind that will blow
I will send out my prayers
To the children belowFor every mountain I climb
For every river that winds

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A Mohican Indian from northern Wisconsin, Bill Miller has long been one of the most admired figures in the Native American music arena and beyond. As an award-winning recording artist, performer, songwriter, activist, and painter, he's been a voice for the voiceless, a link between two great and clashing civilizations.

Bill Miller on Last.fm.


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