Ore Hill Lyrics by Badless, The

Ore Hill Lyrics

    (feltenberger/badlees)

    Well, he died at 39
    Some kinda pill and homemade wine
    He left his english bride
    And a love he couldn't deny behind

    Folks have come to say
    He nearly gave the land away
    He couldn't understand
    How a man could own the land anyway

    (chorus)
    When grandpa had had his fill
    He'd take a walk up old ore hill
    To the land of a thousand shadows
    And things would come around

    From the day that he was born
    The mountain had been his home
    He'd sit late afternoon
    Watch the shadows reach the moon alone

    Then shewanakw-nan came
    And things began to change
    He dealt against his will
    And moved down off the hill ashamed

    (chorus)

    Well, he died at 39
    Glad to leave this world behind
    Tired of holding on
    To a place he didn't belong
    To find.....

    That grandpa had lost his will
    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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