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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

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

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