Its a vibe its a feeling that you just can't hide.
If you ain't ever felt it you never felt alive.
It is a juke joint jammin down an old dirt road,
a puff puff give and then you pass it along
Take a trip up magic mountain.
Say Whoa
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Say whoa
The view from the top, stops you dead in your track,
The sun is the moon and the future's the past
It is a wild kind of walkway up on back in the woods,
rolling in the grass ain't never felt so good.
I ate the fruit from the garden of the witch in the west,
forgot my name but I passed the test.
Take a trip up magic mountain.
Say Whoa
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Say whoa
The view from the top, stops you dead in your track,
The sun is the moon and the future's the past
Black Stone Cherry - Magic Mountain Lyrics
Black Stone Cherry - Magic Mountain Lyrics
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Its a vibe its a feeling that you just can't hide.
If you ain't ever felt it you never felt alive.
It is a juke joint jammin down an old dirt road,
a puff puff give and then you pass it along
Take a trip up magic mountain.
Say Whoa
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Say whoa
The view from the top, stops you dead in your track,
The sun is the moon and the future's the past
It is a wild kind of walkway up on back in the woods,
rolling in the grass ain't never felt so good.
I ate the fruit from the garden of the witch in the west,
forgot my name but I passed the test.
Take a trip up magic mountain.
Say Whoa
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Say whoa
The view from the top, stops you dead in your track,
The sun is the moon and the future's the past
If you ain't ever felt it you never felt alive.
It is a juke joint jammin down an old dirt road,
a puff puff give and then you pass it along
Take a trip up magic mountain.
Say Whoa
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Say whoa
The view from the top, stops you dead in your track,
The sun is the moon and the future's the past
It is a wild kind of walkway up on back in the woods,
rolling in the grass ain't never felt so good.
I ate the fruit from the garden of the witch in the west,
forgot my name but I passed the test.
Take a trip up magic mountain.
Say Whoa
Let the feeling free your soul
Take a drink, straight from the fountain
Say whoa
The view from the top, stops you dead in your track,
The sun is the moon and the future's the past
Writer: BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management