Old As The Hills

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Lean in, friend; lean in friend,
And I'll tell you a tale.
Be good, friend; be good, friend,
As I tread the stage a while.

'Twas late in the day, the day after the fair,
When I heard tell of her.
She lived so far away - further, farther and
Beyond - and well you know they say...

She was old as the hills, and worn as a train
On rails of old steel wool,
She was old as the hills.

And her sons were all gone,
Kill in battle won by someone above,
Instead of coming on home.

And her daughters were gone,
Followed love and they'd run to the city below,
Instead of coming on home.

She was old as the hills, and worn as a train
On rails of old steel wool,
She was old as the hills.

She had a bullet in her bonnet -
The last that she owned -
And a gun in her pocket,
To keep her strong as she roamed.
She went fishing in the shallows,
For eels and minnows,
Which she fried up so nicely,
All salty and spicy.

She was old as the hills, and worn as a train
On rails of old steel wool,
She was old as the hills.

And her dog was gone,
Whom she'd cared for so long,
Fed whiskey and plums, on his lavender bed.

And her love was gone.
When he'd heard the sea's song,
He left the shore all alone
To travel the world around.

She was old as the hills, and worn as a train
On rails of old steel wool,
She was old as the hills.

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from Some Were Meant For Sea, track released May 30, 2011

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