Mountaineer Is Always Free Lyrics - Tim O'brien

I'm one of the few, I'm proud to be standing 

I walked up the pier from the coffin ships landing 

My clothes were just rags, no use for this weather 

But my back was strong, my hands tough as leather 

I climbed up these hills till I came to the spot where I stand 

I cleared these fields and I pulled up the stumps with my hands 

No more a wanderer, no more a refugee 

A mountaineer is always free 

Took a Cherokee bride, she gave me five babies 

And I sang at the wakes, I cried at the weddings 

I taught all my children the songs of my youth 

To dance to the fiddle and practice the truth 

I carried them up on my shoulders to where they could see 

The whole world before them just so they would know what it means 

No more a wanderer, no more a refugee 

A mountaineer is always free 

No kings, no landlords to treat us like beggars and thieves 

No one but God here to fear or to look down on me 

No more a wanderer, no more a refugee 

A mountaineer is always free 

No more a wanderer, no more a refugee 

A mountaineer is always free