Up on Ruby Mountain I found a rock that gleaned.
Up on Ruby Mountain that's where I wanted to be.
Up on Ruby Mountain we found the body who could it be.
He was Cold as ice stiff with death poor lost sole we need to find out who he would be.
It was up on Ruby Mountain, rocks that glean, big holes deep in the ground.
Poor lost sole never going to be around, up on Ruby Mountain.
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