(Tom Rush/Trevor Veitch)
Way up north by the ice bound ocean I was born, I was born Way up north in the Merrimack County That's my home, that's my home When I was younger and in my schooling I walked the mountains made of stone The distance sang about tomorrow And I did wish I was grown and gone Well as I grew indeed I rambled Out along the open road There I learned the rainbow circle It's truly said that's a sign of storm Now that I'm older, my dreams they wander Far away in yesterday I'm going home to Merrimack County And find the grass that hides my grave So let the birds fly down the valley Let the storms roam on the sea I was born to the rainbow circle Stony Mountain, that's home to me So let the birds fly down the valley Let the storms roam on the sea I was born to the rainbow circle Stony Mountain, that's home to me