The Hill Ain’t Comin’ Outa Billy

People came from far and wide.

Wondered just how more ain’t collide.

Some not born afore they died.

Two little souls on board.

Take them please dear lord.

They go back now.

Start agin.

No recollection whar they bin.

Come agin now son.

Daughter come now.

Member whar ya come from.

Back somehow.

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