I like it    I don't like it

Maybe leaving's better in the afternoon

When the rain don't fall so hard

From where we were we had to look down far below

To see just what went on in our own backyard

Coming down slow without a thing to show

Wondering what went on while we were up there

Mountain roads now asphalt highways

That we once called heaven skyways

Children lost what is the cost to get back home again

La La La La La La La La Laaaaa

La La La La La La La La Laaaaa

It was a high Cumberland Jubilee

Such a high Cumberland Jubilee