歌詞

Well they fought the yelling rebels back From the fort up on the hill Fought them off with pick and axe Brother what I'm telling you is real They spilled a lot of blood up there But in the end there we're standing up on Edge hill They settled in and settled down Stuck together and made a town up on that hill Hard work pays the working man And the good times roll when he can pay the bills And they built houses made of limestone Up on Edge hill Up on edge hill Up on edge hill This life on earth won't last But your spirit will Time rolls along No it don't stand still You can see for miles and miles Up on Edge hill There were doctors and lawyers and journeymen that Hung their shingles out on that hill On Saturday night they'd all be at Cotton's Dancin' drinkin' and raisin' hell Then get up and go to church on Sunday morning Up on Edge hill The govt. fought and closed the stores To build the interstate though that hill Then torn some houses down And close off some streets But that just made it easier to steal But their still sitting there on there front porches Looking out at what's left of Edge hill
Writer(s): Chuck Mead, Trent Summar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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