The Mystery of Superstition Mountain ( Tom Swearingen )

The Mystery of Superstition Mountain
« Tom Swearingen »

East of Apache Junction
You see it standing grand
Jutting some three thousand feet
‘Top Arizona sand

“Superstition Mountain”, so
How did it get that name?
Did it bring some good fortune
Or increase luck or fame?

Does the name reflect hardship,
Or loss from days of old?
Maybe that of the miners
Who dug the rock for gold?

Why, people are looking yet
For that Lost Dutchman Mine
Its mother lode still hidden
Away from bright sunshine

No, I am told the name comes
From much more ancient days
From lore of native Pimas,
Or from Apache braves

“Bad medicine” they called wind
That howled down from the spires
Their fear of mountain’s spirits
Long shared around their fires

So when early settlers came
And heard those Indian tales
About lower worlds believed
Behind the mountain’s wails

They called them “superstitious”
So, there’s the history
But while that explains the name
There’s still a mystery

Is there some truth behind what
Those Indian legends say?
And if so, are the spirits
Still with us here today?