It's cold on the mountain It's cold in the wood My life is a fountain It's all in my blood I go down to the river I'll never sleep till I'm gone It's cold on the mountain I could not leave you alone I am a messenger This is my prophecy I'm goin' back To the Black Country I speak for the million From city to shire We come from the heartland We walk thru the fire We rise to the measure The line in the sand It's cold on the mountain And this is our land I am a messenger This is my prophecy I'm goin' back To the Black Country