I am a mountain
A mountain for you
I am a mountain
A mountain for you
You are that river
That river runs through
You are that river
That river runs through
It's cold in the morning
Shaving my face
It's cold in the morning
It's not in the race
So grow up, be wise
Spend all you can
Grow up, be wise
Go back, you're back
Go on your travels
Make sure you bring bread
Go on your travels
Come back, don't be dead
Come back, don't be dead
The Yorkshire God
Instinct of the living
The Yorkshire God
Instinct of the dead
I am a mountain
A mountain for you
I am a mountain
A mountain for you
You are that river
That river runs through
You are that river
That river runs through
I come from the land of coal
You come from the seaside town
My knuckles are scarred
From the bar room
Brawls
Your skin is scarred
From the factories and halls
My face is weathered
From the northern sky
My hair's gone
I don't look so nice
I am not
Not in the spirit
Of you
I am not in the spirit


Of you
Yeah, yeah
On your love
Lord it must be true
Yeah
I am your mountain
You are my river
I am your mountain
And you are my river
I am your mountain, you are my river
I am your mountain, you are my river
I am a mountain, a mountain for you
I am a mountain, a mountain for you
You are that river, that river is new
You are that river, that river