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Ore Hill

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Ore Hill

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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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