Away up in those Snowy mountains
Around the highest plains n ridges~
Men have ridden from dawn to dusk
From mountain to mountain without bridges~
And other times of year they would see
The endless times of mountain flower~
A land of peak and high splendor
magestic views to be seen there by the hour~
As lovely in the summer time
But it can be as dangerous too~
As it can be in the peak of winter time
When all is white and blue~
Its always been the same from so far back
Nobody damaged it before~
Before the city folk came up in thousands
Way back before the war~
If it was still left to mountain people
It would remain as lovely as its always been~
The Snowy Mountain heaven on earth
From the peaks down to those mountain streams~
Where the river begins from away up there
And country virgin wild~
Heat in the summer n cold in the winter
Is anything but mild~
But some people cannot leave well enough alone
They came n made it a national park ~
And gave everyone a million rules
And took away the Snowy's spark~
Away up in the Snowy Mountains
Where real stock men worked for years~
Its simply not the same these days anymore
Modern times and life have almost dried the tears~