He was born in the summer of his twenty-seventh yearComing home to a place he'd never been beforeHe left yesterday behind himYou might say he was born againYou might say he found a key for ev'ry doorWhen he first came to the mountains his life was far awayOn the road and hangin' by a songBut the string's already broken, and he doesn't really careIt keeps changin' fast, and it don't last for longBut the Colorado Rocky Mountain highI've seen it rainin' fire in the skyThe shadow from the starlightIs softer than a lullabyRocky Mountain highRocky Mountain highHe climbed cathedral mountainsHe saw silver clouds belowHe saw everything as far as you can seeAnd they say that he got crazy onceAnd he tried to touch the sunAnd he lost a friend but kept his memoryNow he walks in quiet solitudeThe forests and the streamsSeeking grace in every step he takesHis sight has turned insideHimself to try and understandThe serenity of a clear blue mountain lakeAnd the Colorado Rocky Mountain highI've seen it rainin' fire in the skyYou can talk to God and listen to the casual replyRocky Mountain highRocky Mountain highNow his life is full of wonderBut his heart still knows some fearOf a simple thing, he cannot comprehendWhy they try to tear the mountains downTo bring in a couple moreMore people, more scars upon the landAnd the Colorado Rocky Mountain highI've seen it rainin' fire in the skyI know he'd be a poor manIf he never saw an eagle flyRocky Mountain highColorado Rocky Mountain highI've seen it rainin' fire in the skyFriends around the campfireEverybody's highRocky Mountain highRocky Mountain highRocky Mountain highRocky Mountain highPeace my friend, thank youThank you very much
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Henry John Deutschendorf, Jr. (Roswell, Nuevo México, 31 de diciembre de 1943-Bahía de Monterrey, cerca de Pacific Grove, California; 12 de octubre de 1997), conocido por su nombre artístico John Denver, fue un músico de country y actor estadounidense. Fue uno…
