Old as the Hills - Tiny Ruins

作词：Hollie Fullbrook

作曲：Hollie Fullbrook

Lean in friend

Lean in friend

And I tell you a tale

Be a good friend

Be a good friend

As I tread the stage awhile

It was late in the day

The day after the fair

When I heard tell of her

She lived so far away

Further farther and beyond

Well you know that they say

She was old as the hills

And worn as a train on rails of old steel wool

She was old as the hills

And her sons were all gone

Killed in battle and won

By someone above

Stead of coming on home

And her daughters were gone

Followed love and they'd run

To the city below

Stead of coming on home

She was old as the hills

And worn as a train on rails of old steel wool

She was old as the hills

She had a bullet in her bonnet

The last that she owned

And her gun in her pocket

To keep her strong when she rode

She went fishing in the shallows

For eels and minnows

Which she fried up so nicely all salty and spicy

She was old as the hills

And worn as a train on rails of old steel wool

She was old as the hills

And her dog was gone

Whom she'd cared for so long

They had whiskey and plums

On his lavender bed

And her love was gone

When he heard the sea's song

Left the shore all alone

To travel the world around

She was old as the hills

And worn as a train on rails of old steel wool

She was old as the hills