No one saw it coming   He sat on La Traviada   ‘til it covered our heads   God lives in the mountains   He sat on La Traviada   Seven are dead      Looking for one more ride   A little higher than the last one   Looking for one more climb   A little tougher than the past one   Looking for one more ride   A little higher than the last one   Looking for one more climb   A little tougher than the past one      Twenty-odd climbers   Heading up the mountain   Looking for a better ride   Left the wife and kids at home   In northern California   Departed on the mountainside   It’s like climbing up to heaven   He sat on La Traviada   But heaven came down instead   God lives in the mountains   He sat on La Traviada   Craig Kelly’s dead      Looking for one more ride   A little higher than the last one   Looking for one more climb   A little tougher than the past one   Looking for one more ride   A little higher than the last one   Looking for one more climb   A little tougher than the past one   Looking for one more ride   A little higher than the last one   Looking for one more climb   A little tougher than the past one   Looking for one more ride   A little higher than the last one   Looking for one more climb   A little tougher than the past one