Green Mountain

At the bottom of Green Mountain William Deacon stands and stares into the rain

With coal grey eyes yellow teeth and a face that shows the strain

Of his fight against the people who would cut Green Mountain down

To pave the way for what they say is a short cut in the town

There's sugar in the gas tanks of the dozers and the graders and the mud

The bridge they finished yesterday was washed away by last night's ragin' flood

And the dam went out with dynamite stolen from the work crew's shack

But the coal grey eyes of William Deacon never once looked back

They're gonna move Green Mountain he can't stand in the way

But William Deacon swears Green Mountain's gonna stay

They're gonna move Green Mountain at least that's what they say

But there it stands lookin' twice as big as it did yesterday

Four hundred years and more the Deacon Clan has claimed Green Mountain as their own

But the highway department don't have the sense to leave well enough alone

With an iron hand he raised ten kids and taught 'em right from wrong

And when trouble come the Deacon Clan can be mighty brave and strong

They carried William Deacon's body down from old Green Mountain yesterday

He was crushed by a rollin' gravel truck when he stepped out into the way

The foreman frowned then said well now the work can start again

But he forgot the family pride of all the Deacon Clan

They're gonna move Green Mountain...