F                                C                       Bb     
Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves? 
        Bb                                                                    F         C
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds? 
          F             Bb
You laughed as I covered you over with leaves. Face, breast, hips, and thighs
                       F        Bb                          F
You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes 

        F                                  C                   Bb
Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine 
        Bb      F      C
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled wood vines twine 
        F       Bb
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see 
        F       Bb                              F
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me 

        F       C      Bb
Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky 
        Bb      F      C
Your fingers played with grassy moss, as limber you did lie 
        F       Bb
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air 
        F       Bb     F
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there 

        F                                       C                              Bb
Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they 
        Bb      F              C
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away 
        F       Bb
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below 
        F       Bb     F
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go 

        F       C      Bb
There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned 
        Bb      F      C
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned 
        F       Bb
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life's reason why 
        F       Bb     F
The people laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die 

        F               C      Bb
The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown 
        Bb      F      C
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are sown 
        F       Bb
Your shape and form is dim but plain, there on our mountain bed 

        F       Bb     F
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head... 

        F       C              Bb
I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams 
        F       C
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas 
        F       Bb
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land 
        F       Bb     F
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands 

        F       C      Bb
I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears 
        F               C
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here 
        F       Bb
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain 
        F       Bb     F
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. 

        F       C              Bb
All this day long I linger here and on in through the night 
        F       C
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: 
        F       Bb
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain 
        F       Bb     F
  Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again