"Mountain Blue" - Luke Vassella 'Songs From Lost Lake'

‘Mountain Blue’ - words and music by Charles Luke Vassella Copyright 2014

There's a mountain ridge where a giant is sleeping
Head in the clouds, forever dreaming
High on a mountain blue
There's a red dirt farm full of blueberry rows
On the Alstonville Plateau where everything grows
And they call it Mountain Blue

And the songbirds sing in the summer
Right through spring like they always do

Mountain blue, you've got me eatin' the blues
Mountain blue, love has paid my dues
I'm high on a mountain blue

There's a fellowship down at the Winsome Hotel
They're not just friends, they're family as well
Cos where there is love all things are made new
And though this world is crippled by fear and danger
There is a light and a place for a stranger
And tonight there's a prayer for healing too
Let the pub with no beer sing, let St Andrews church bells ring clear and true

Mountain blue, you've got me eatin' the blues
Mountain blue, love has paid my dues
Taste and see it's true, I'm high on a mountain blue

It's true, where could I go but you…

And there's a hill near Wyralla where the eucalypts grow
Around an old circle of earth where the songbird's go
To find shade, to rest and renew
Beneath a concrete cross at Bexhill I kneel to the Saviour
O Spirit transform our human behaviour

And I'm high on a mountain blue