When I was just a boy We lived on the side of a mountain Right near the vale of a waterfall When I was just a boy We lived in a one-room cabin One room full of love and that was all That was all Way back up on Soapstone Mountain Way up high where the spirits run free Way back up on Soapstone Mountain What a wonderful place to raise a little family And in the morning mist We would climb to the top of that mountain And lie in the [pools?] all covered with green Was like it's just been kissed On the eyes by the tears of Jesus A more beautiful sight I've never seen What a beautiful scene Way back up on Soapstone Mountain Way up high – why, it was heavenly Way back up on Soapstone Mountain What a wonderful place for you and me You don't have to climb a mountain You don't have to swim the sea You don't have to build white towers You are as as happy as you see Way back up on Soapstone Mountain Way up high where the spirits run free Way back up on Soapstone Mountain What a beautiful day for you and me