Kris Kristofferson - Stagger mountain tragedy

I was b^Corn on Stagger Mo^Funtain in the s^Cunshine and the sn^Fow And le^Caving was the f^Bbirst mist^Fake I m^Gade But I h^Cungered for the sh^Gadows in the v^Falley down bel^Cow And a g^Cirl that danced the t^Bbune the devil pl^Cayed Her sm^Cile was like the bl^Finding light of s^Cunshine on the sn^Fow And the fl^Cashing of her h^Bbair was bl^Fack as s^Gin. And her b^Cody set the sm^Gokes of hell a-b^Foiling in my sk^Cull When the f^Ciddle of the d^Bbevil made her sp^Cin.

Born in s^Funshine [sunshine] high on the m^Countain, Where the ^Gair ^F is pure and c^Cold; But there's d^Garkness ^F in the sh^Cadows In the c^Bbanyons of my s^Coul.

The l^Cantern cast her sh^Fadow like a d^Cemon on the w^Fall And the n^Caked sweat was gl^Bbeaming ^Fon her sk^Gin; Then the ro^Com was spinning cl^Goser as her cl^Fothes began to f^Call And the e^Cagle started sc^Bbreaming in my br^Cain Then I s^Caw the laughing da^Fgger and I he^Card the devil scr^Feam And her ble^Ceding heart was b^Bbeating ^Fin my h^Gand. Then the d^Carkness flew aw^Gay and I was st^Fanding by a tr^Cee With a ha^Cnging rope a-d^Bbanglin' from a l^Cimb.

Born in s^Funshine [sunshine] high on the m^Countain, Where the ^Gair ^F is pure and c^Cold; But there's d^Garkness ^F in the sh^Cadows In the c^Bbanyons of my s^Coul.