Ore Hill Lyrics - Singles - Badlees

Well he died at 39 

Some kind of pills 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 

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 

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 

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 

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