Letra de ' Mountain Climbing ' de Joe Bonamassa

I’m just a poor man
Working day by day
Lost in the struggle
There’s a mountain in my way

So strap your boots on
Get ready for that first step
The uphill battle
That I ain’t even started yet

Chance is you’ll find me
Out in the fields
Pounding my hammer
Between stone and steel
Done my fair share of

Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa! Its troubles I’ve got ‘em
Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa! It’s blues at the bottom

Ain’t no map to follow
Just follow your own path
Get close to the edge
And there’s no turning back

The wind and the rain
Gonna push you around
Hard times try to break you
Don’t ever let ‘em back you down

Chance is you’ll find me
Working away in the fields
Pounding my hammer
On the stone and steel
Done my fair share of

Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa! Its troubles I’ve got ‘em
Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa! Blues at the bottom

Blood on my hands
And there’s holes in my jeans
You scrub all day
But you never get them clean

It’s a hard rock bottom
There ain’t nothing down there but the blues
At the top of the mountain
You still gotta pay your dues

Chance is you’ll find me
Out in the fields
Pounding my hammer
On the stone and steel
Done my fair share of

Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa! Troubles I’ve got ‘em
Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa! Blues at the bottom

Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa! Its troubles I’ve got ‘em
Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa! It’s blues at the bottom