The World’s Highest Bar

We're headed up a mountain to find the world's highest bar

Don't know how to get there, but it can't be too hard

Howdy, Mr. Mountain Goat, can you help us on our way?

Through this crag in the clouds

So we don't go astray

There's an eagle up above us looking tipsy on the wing

Goddess Philip Porter can hear him as he sings We can see the lights now on the saddle up

ahead It's past the snow drift where the old goat

said How the beer runs freely and the whiskey pours

long This session's a-hoppin', you can sing your

song. See you Mr. Mountain Goat, can you help us get back down through this

crag in the clouds so we don't fool around. We're headed down the mountain from

the world's highest bar. Don't know how we got here but we'll sleep in the car.