Album Name : The Long Trails
Release Date : 2003-06-26
Song Duration : 4:41
Walkin' Jim Stoltz Out On The Crest Trail
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1) Step out to the desert, into the chaparral,
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Miles of manzinita, come to know it well.
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With the desert in bloom, and my mind in tune,
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I've flown my cage, I'm a bird set free.
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Rattler holds his ground, as the sun beats down,
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But we don't mind, this ol trail and me.
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Chorus: Out on the Crest Trail, there's a wind a-
blowin,
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Mojave wind, blowin way my cares.
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It's pushing me northward, that's where I'm a-goin,
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I'm bound for the border and I'll soon be there.
2) Climb up to the mountains, where the clear waters
flow,
Peaks a-fire, though they're covered with snow.
In those icy heights, my soul takes flight
And sings along as the water falls,
Here the Spirit is strong, I could linger long,
But there's a pass ahead, and the trail it calls.
Chorus: Out on the Crest Trail, there's a wind a-
blowin,
High Sierra wind, blowin way my cares.
It's pushing me northward, that's where I'm a-goin,
Bound for the border and I'll soon be there.
3) Walk the shadow of Shasta, mountains row on row,
On into Oregon, where the big trees grow,
And I'm still on course, as I walk this forest,
Headin north with an endless stride,
Where the lava flows, and volcanoes grow
To stand up tall with a certain pride.
Chorus: Out on the Crest Trail, there's a wind a-
blowin,
Its an Oregon wind, blowin way my cares.
It's pushing me northward, that's where I'm a-goin,
Bound for the border and I'll soon be there.
4) I'm a walker of the clouds, snow and misty rain,
Mountains of the northwest, anything but tame,
But then the wind will shift, and the clouds will lift,
And the peaks stand in the sun,
Out here on the crest, yes, I'm feelin blessed,
I can't stop now, 'cause I'm almost done.
Chorus: Out on the Crest Trail, there's a wind a-
blowin,
Its a Cascade wind, blowin way my cares.
It's pushing me northward, that's where I'm a-goin,
Bound for the border and I'll soon be there.
Chorus: Out on the Crest Trail, there's a wind a-
blowin’,
A mountain wind, blowin way my cares.
It's pushing me northward, that's where I'm a-goin,
I'm bound for the border and I'll soon be there.
I'm bound for the border and I'll soon be there.
