I took a trip up Gillis MountainnOn a sunny summer daynThere were ruts in the road,nAnd the 4 wheel drivenSpun its wheels in the rocks and the claynYes it spun its wheels in the rocks and the claynnOn our way up Gillis MountainnOn that sunny summer daynThere were spruce trees growing on the fieldsnWhere'r forefathers once made hay,nWhere our forefathers once made hay,nnAnd oh oh oh, Gillis MountainnOh oh oh, Where'r forefathers once made haynnThe Gillis's lived on the mountainnFor about a hundred yearsnWhere we picked berries, they cleared landnSpent their blood and sweat and tearsnThey spent their blood and sweat and tearsnnAnd Oh oh oh, Gillis MountainnOh oh oh, Spent their blood and sweat and tearsnnWhen we arrived on Gillis MountainnYou could see for miles in the lightnThe whitecaps on the sea of bluenSparkled like diamonds in the nightnThey sparkled like diamonds in the nightnnAnd Oh oh oh, Gillis MountainnOh oh oh, Sparkled like diamonds in the nightnnAnd Oh oh oh, Gillis MountainnOh oh oh, sparkled like diamonds in the night