When I was just a boy
We lived on the side of a mountain
Right near the vale of a waterfall
When I was just a boy
We lived in a one-room cabin
One room full of love and that was all
That was all

Way back up on Soapstone Mountain
Way up high where the spirits run free
Way back up on Soapstone Mountain
What a wonderful place to raise a little family

And in the morning mist
We would climb to the top of that mountain
Lying in the [cool?] […] [feathered with?] green
[As if we'd] just been kissed
On the eyes by the tears of Jesus
A more beautiful sight I've never seen
What a beautiful scene

Way back up on Soapstone Mountain
Way up high why, it was heavenly
Way back up on Soapstone Mountain
What a wonderful place for you and me

You don't have to climb a mountain
You don't have to swim the sea
You don't have to build white towers
You are as as happy as you see

Way back up on Soapstone Mountain
Way up high where the spirits run free
Way back up on Soapstone Mountain
What a beautiful day for you and me

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