
You know that feeling when a song just transports you to another place? That’s exactly what happens every time I listen to “High On A Mountain Top.” It’s like taking a deep breath of fresh mountain air, no matter where you are. Ola Belle Reed’s voice carries this genuine warmth and authenticity that makes you feel like you’re right there beside her, looking out over those rolling hills.
What really gets me about this song is how it captures that longing for home and simpler times. Even if you’ve never set foot in the Appalachians, there’s something universally nostalgic about it. It’s a reminder of the places and people that shape us, and how, no matter where life takes us, a part of us always longs to return.
Over the years, so many artists have put their spin on “High On A Mountain Top,” but the heart of the song remains the same. Each version feels like a new chapter in an ongoing story, connecting generations of listeners through shared emotions and experiences.
If you haven’t heard it yet, do yourself a favor and give it a listen. Find a quiet spot, maybe with a view if you can, and let the music take you away. I promise, it’s a journey worth taking
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As I look at the valleys down below
They are green just as far as I can see
As my memories return, oh how my heart did yearn
For you and the days that used to be
High on a mountain top, standing all alone
Wondering where the years of my life have flown
High on a mountaintop, wind blowing free
Thinking about the days that used to be
Well, I wonder if you ever think of me
Or has time erased your memory
As I listen to the breeze
Whisper gently through the trees
I wonder if you ever think of me
High on a mountain top, standing all alone
Wondering where the years of my life have flown
High on a mountaintop, wind blowing free
Thinking about the days that used to be
High on a mountain top, standing all alone
Wondering where the years of my life have flown
High on a mountaintop, wind blowing free
Thinking about the days that used to be
High on a mountain top
Thinking about the days that used to be
And I wonder if you ever think of me