Attila's Country - Mount Pelmo Lyrics

Rode up the valley at break of dawn
Shadow long, but my will was strong
Stone and sky, where the ravens fly
I followed a trail where legends ride

John Ball walked here in days of old
Carved his path on that narrow fold
Step by step on the ledge so thin
Where the mountain whispers, Come on in

Way up high on the Lord's Chair
Where the wind hums a frontier prayer
He sat and watched His world unfold
The peaks like fire, the clouds like gold

I climbed that rock with hands and knees
Felt the breath of the ancient breeze
Looked around, and I swear it's true
I saw what God once paused to view

Legends live where the wild winds call
Where the cliffs stand wide and tall
One lone rider, dust on his boots
Chasing stories, chasing roots

Way up high on the Lord's Chair
Where the wind hums a frontier prayer
He sat and watched His world unfold
The peaks like fire, the clouds like gold

So if you ride where the Dolomites rise
Look to the throne in the endless skies
Sit a while, rest your bones
You ain't alone... no, you ain't alone