I live up on windy mountain,
And I can't stay there long.
The snow blows sideways up on windy mountain,
Blows right on by my door.
The snow blows sideways up on windy mountain,
Leavin' there for sure
Been to the other side,
But it's been such a long time.
I'm going back across the great divide.
The time is right. Can you feel it too?
Well, pull up sticks and we'll search for something new.
We'll go back to the country me and you
Back to the country me and you
Hitch up the wagons, let's make our move
Up the hill, through the pass.
That's what we're gonna do
I know we can make it through.
I know we can make it through.
Been to the other side,
But it's been such a long time.
And no matter how i try, 
I keep thinking about the good times.
I'm going back across the great divide.