Big Sky, Mt Lyrics - Little Mountain - Said The Whale

My grandfather picks wild flowers at the top of the hill 

Upon the mountain side 

And he knows the names by the color, shape, their size 

Above the ridge and through the valleys 

Picking flowers by the river side 

My grandfather picks shooting stars, 

Prairies smoke where lily of the valley grows 

Porcelain queen and beauty bathing in the glow 

Above the ridge and through the valleys 

To find true love everlasting in delight 

Grows true love, the true love is there 

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He said 

For true love you do the best that you can 

She will always be there when you wake up 

Grow 

Above the ridge and through the valleys 

Picking flowers by the river side 

My grandfather was a fisherman, 

And no fish ever stood a chance 

When he was standing on the river bed 

With a fistful of cut on the 

My grandfather was a good man, for a good life came fast 

Making flowers for his true love, for queen Anne on the river bank 

My grandfather taught me there 

If you show true love that you cant take care of her 

When you wake up, she will always be there by your side 

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My grandfather picks wild flowers at the top of the hill 

Upon the mountain side 

And he write the names in the back of his 

Wildflowers feel guide 

Above the ridge and through the valleys 

To find true love everlasting in delight 

Above the ridge and through the valleys 

Picking flowers by the river side 

Above the ridge and through the valleys 

To find true love everlasting in delight 

For true love, for true love he said 

For true love you do everything you can 

And she will always be there when you wake up 

My grandfather taught me 

That picking flowers is worthwhile 

When youre doing that for your true love 

When you see her smile 

Its like big sky, shooting star and where we are 

Where we grow, the roots are never ending life 

Big sky, shooting stars and where we are 

Where we grow, the roots are never ending life 

Big sky, shooting stars and where we are 

Where we grow, the roots are never ending life 

High up in the mountain