Union Hall

Oooh Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh When I go back to Union Hall Yes, I'll go back for sun No water here in these open lands No water here will work And I'll return those times I've left Yes I'll return to work Try my hand at climbing Those hills all in reverse Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh When you and I have come to pass With all the things we've earned Because of us the land will break And the land will learn And I go back to Union Hall There is no other place That looks so odd in sunlight So awful in the shade When I go back to Union Hall Yes I'll go back for Sun No water in these open lands No water left for us When I go back to Union Hall When I go back for sun No other words can fit this time No others words will work.