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Way up in the mountains on the high timberline
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there's a twisted old tree called the bristle cone pine
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the wind there it's bitter and cut's like a knife
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And keeps that tree holdin on for dear life
Hold on it does stand in it's ground
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Now the way I have lived there aint no way to tell
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when I die if I'm goin' to heaven or hell
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so when I'm laid to rest it'll suite me just fine
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to sleep at the feet of the Bristle Cone Pine
As I would slowly return to this earth