40 Miles of Mountain Road

Words by: Mikel Kinney


Music by: Kevn Kinney

I walked forty miles of mountain road


with a worn out wheel and a low down load
I broke down I'd be there still
but I had enough speed to make it over the hill



I crossed the ridge over the top


Seen a two log bridge with no time to stop
I can't turn close
I can't turn wide

So I left my body on the other side

I walked forty miles of red hot clay


seen Diablo along the way
Diggin' a grave with a pick and a shovel
I said " I got no sympathy for you devil!"

I drink my liquor from an old fruit jar


I made a banjo from a old ham can
Goin' straight to hell as fast as I can
I'd rather be a possum that a po' whiteman

I walked forty miles to the old crossroads


Tried to buy back my soul
Bet it all on just one roll
Seen a pair of snake eyes lookin' cold

When you lose it's only fair


The lord don't hear no gambler's prayer
Go tell it on the mountain now have you heard
Hell broke loose devil's outta work

I walked throught the cactus to find a rose


For my baby sweet and cold
Six foot down and on her way

To meet St. Peter at the gates....

I walked forty miles of mountain road


to sooth my temper
sooth my soul
Forty miles of mountain road