Theresa McCarthy - Through the Mountain lyrics

[NELLIE, spoken] I gotta go into the cave. He needs me! It's gettin' time. [DOYLE] But Miss Nellie, you're not allowed to be here. You know they closed this area off! [NELLIE] But the wind! [DOYLE] You can't go under, it's too dangerous— [NELLIE, singing] But why can all a' you go? Like fire! Like air! 'T ain't fair that all a' you go. You men, Goin' under, Always scootin' 'round an' a-runnin' things. Always goin' 'roun an' a-runnin' things. Tick tock tick tock, tock tick tock! I'm achin' a' go! Please! I'm achin' t' set him free. What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? I'ma walk you through the mountain on a bearskin rug, Through the great halls you dream of An' tell of so often. I'ma keep you jes' as warm as a goodnight hug, As we follow 'long the diamonds to the outside. You kin take me on a tour of the em'rald towers. To the spires of sapphires, an' waterfalls a' crystal. We'll lay down to sleep with the gypsum flowers, As we follow 'long the diamonds to the outside. Ooh... Gonna git you outta there, To a land a' babies dancin' with a banjo in the air, And the sky is all lit up With lemons and roses; Ev'rythin' from your head to your toes is warm Listen to me now... I'ma walk you through the mountain on a bearskin rug. Through the great halls you dream of and tell of so often. I'ma take you by the hand and with a gentle tug, We'll be gone, We'll be long gone, As we follow 'long the diamonds to the outside. As we follow 'long the diamonds to the outside.