We all used to wave when we'd pass along our road
everyone seemed to know each other, everybody knew the code
of kindness to our neighbors, glad to help each other out
just a smile and a wave always left you with no doubt
over the past few years, all that has really changed
new neighbors have arrived and it's never been the same
they've clear cut the forest, cut new roads to build big homes
installed electric gates, and they all have their secret codes
and you wonder when you're driving, coming around the next blind bend
if you'll meet a fully loaded log truck, or one of your old friends

Sometimes we call up Bob and Olga, to see if they're alright
he's got his tank of oxygen, she's losing her eyesight
but they still seem pretty happy, you can tell they're still in love
after a lifetime on this mountain, they thank the stars above
and you wonder when you're walking about how it used to be
when the neighbors were so close, our houses few and far between