Woorden: Eric Clapton. High.

High upon a mountain top
Where the eagle builds his nest
I shall go wandering
Trying to put my mind at rest
And I shall never cease
Until the day I die

He was once a friend of mine
But I did not know or care
Until she said goodbye
I cried till I could hardly see
The meaning of my life
What do I do now?

Yea
Ooo, ooo
Ooo, ooo
Ooo, ooo
Aaa

High upon a mountain top
Where the eagle builds his nest
I shall go wandering
Trying to put my mind at rest
And I shall never cease
Until the day I die