My Diddy Bop On A Mountain Top Movie 0011

Early morning campsite warming up slowly in the July sun,
and my cabin looks a lot, like those Lincoln Logs
I used to play with when I was young....
the squirrels and the chipmunks and
the birds all conspire to make my day,
with my guitar in hand and nothing else planned,
but this song that I'm gonna play....

Chorus-

God's little patch of beauty in the wilderness
is almost more than I can take,
there's nothing quite as sweet
as the icy cold kiss of a mountain lake,
then when evening falls and the hoot owl calls
my fire is my midnight sun....
burning till the wee hours when the embers fade
and the day's begun....the day's begun......

In my hammock I'll drape in my great escape from society,
gazing up at tall trees, through their pine scented breeze,
beneath massive green canopies,
where's there's heaven above and heaven below,
and I'm floating in the middle with glee...
you can have Taj Mahal or any mansion at all...
this is the only place I want to be....

Chorus-

God's little patch of beauty in the wilderness
is almost more than I can take,
there's nothing quite as sweet
as the icy cold kiss of a mountain lake,
then when evening falls and the hoot owl calls
my fire is my midnight sun....
burning till the wee hours when the embers fade
and the day's begun....the day's begun......

Fresh picked corn, wrapped in foil and butter,
roasting plump and sweet,
and my hamburgers sizzlin' even when it is drizzlin'
till my supper is complete.......
Rain won't ever put a damper on this happy camper,
in an hour it'll disappear,
then the sun will return, bringing tans or burns
on a beach real close to here.

So the next time your planning a getaway trip
you ought to give htis place a try,
head on off to the park that's known as "Black Moshannon,"
under Pennsylvania skys,
Spend a week in a cabin where the kids won't be crabbin'
cause there's so much here to do.
Fishing, hiking and swimming...lots of pretty women,
Come and chase away your blues....

Chorus-

God's little patch of beauty in the wilderness
is almost more than I can take,
there's nothing quite as sweet
as the icy cold kiss of a mountain lake,
then when evening falls and the hoot owl calls
my fire is my midnight sun....
burning till the wee hours when the embers fade
and the day's begun....the day's begun......

MFB III productions-(c)-2011

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Music

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• cabins
• fishing
• hiking Swimming
• fun