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The Badlees - Ore Hill lyrics
Well, he died at 39 (feltenberger/badlees) Some kinda pill and homemade wine He left his english bride Well, he died at 39 And a love he couldn't deny behind Some kinda pill and homemade wine Folks have come to say He left his english bride He nearly gave the land away And a love he couldn't deny behind He couldn't understand How a man could own the land anyway Folks have come to say He nearly gave the land away CHORUS He couldn't understand When the grandpa had had his fill How a man could own the land anyway He'd take a walk up old ore hill To the land of a thousand shadows (chorus) And things would come around When grandpa had had his fill He'd take a walk up old ore hill From the day that he was born To the land of a thousand shadows The mountain had been his home And things would come around He'd sit late afternoon Watch the shadowsreach the moon alone From the day that he was born Then shewanakw-nan came The mountain had been his home And things began to change He'd sit late afternoon He dealt against his will Watch the shadows reach the moon alone And moved down off the hill ashamed Then shewanakw-nan came CHORUS And things began to change He dealt against his will Well, he died at 39 And moved down off the hill ashamed Glad to leave this world behind Tired of holding on (chorus) To a place he didn't belong To find... Well, he died at 39 Glad to leave this world behind That grandpa had lost his will Tired of holding on To take a walk up old ore hill To a place he didn't belong To the land of a thousand shadows To find..... And things would come around That grandpa had lost his will CHORUS To take a walk up old ore hill To the land of a thousand shadows And things would come around (chorus) |
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