Wild Mountain Honey

Oh mama, well, look what's been done

You can only see the stars after a setting sun

You run for the money

You dont even know about wild mountain honey



Come on mama heal this lonesome land

Grow the tree of holiness in this desert land

Come on children now learn how to run

By having the stars, the moon, and the sun



Come on papa, your end is the means

Don't trade your lovin' goodness for the golden machine

You run for the money

You don't even know about wild mountain honey