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Hear the Hills

Thursday, 3 November 2011

The sun is sinking low
into the Mississippi.
The shadow of death
darkens the valley.
I have run,
as far as I can.
My days are done.
Oh come angel band.

I can hear the hills callin out my name.
Goin’ up to heaven for to stake my claim.
Call me my thunder ,
Call me my whisperin’ pines
“I have seen proof of God and I don’t mind dyin'”
I have the keys to the kingdom
Greater passage to the road paved with gold.
I have the keys to the kingdom
I have for fathers singin’ songs of old.

Going up the moutain
deep into the care.
ride the mighty elephant
into the oceans wave,
see that bolt of lightning jump from cloud to cloud.
hear that roll of thunder call my name out loud.

I can hear the hills callin’ out my name.
Going up to heaven for to stake my claim.
Call me my thunder
call me my whisperin’ pines
I have seen through not? forgotten
and I don’t mine dying.
I have the keys to the kingdom.
Granted passage to road paved of gold.
I have the keys to the kingdom
I have for fathers tellin’ tales of old.

Rest easy partner
your troubles shall now cease.
Rest easy partner
may you rest in peace.

Rest in peace

I can hear the hills callin’ out my name.
Going up to heaven for to stake my claim
call me my Thunder
call me my Whisperin’ pines.
“I have seen proof of God and I don’t mind dyin'”.

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