He Built A Bridge Upon This Mountain

His hands were rough and ragged 

Working carpenter by trade 

Carving out his lonely world 

In everything that he made 

He strummed softly on his strings 

After hours in the sun 

And watched the full moon rise up 

Another day of work done 

He built a bridge upon this mountain 

Not for mortals or for cars 

For earthly, weary spirit 

Under Smoky Mountain stars 

He built a bridge upon this mountain 

Leads to Jupiter and Mars 

He’s in an amethyst mist 

Under Smoky Mountain stars 

One evening I asked him ‘why?’ 

As he appeared by the rail 

He faded into the dawn 

Apparition with a tale 

I watched for him all the day 

It sadly occured to me 

He was simply passing through 

His soul had to be set free  

He built a bridge upon this mountain 

Not for mortals or for cars 

For earthly, weary spirit 

Under Smoky Mountain stars 

He built a bridge upon this mountain 

Leads to Jupiter and Mars 

He’s in an amethyst mist 

Under Smoky Mountain stars 

Nights in Little Greenbrier 

Studying the galaxy 

Over by the fairy fire 

Alone here in Tennessee 

He built a bridge upon this mountain 

Leads to Jupiter and Mars 

He’s in an amethyst mist 

Under Smoky Mountain stars 

  

Copyright 2019 Beth Sutton

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