Chris Robinson - Girl On The Mountain [Live At The El Rey]

She is a serious girl, her kiss tells you why She spins the wheel that rolls back the sky She tells the tales That make the dust cry With wings on her feet and stars in her eyes And I can hear her, hear her sing out my name And there's a girl on a mountain, waiting there for me And then the sad day came When she said goodbye The rust and the rain are all she left behind Yes I can hear her Hear her sing out my name There's a girl on the mountain Waiting there for me There's a girl on the mountain Where there's a song, on the breeze Inside these four walls a hole to the devil the empire never ended The black cat a shadow, alive on the ceiling, and there are no foot prints where I've been Where I've been