They all talk about that lonesome Hill…
They all talk about that lonesome Hill…
They all talk about that lonesome Hill…
I'm going up there sometime…
I'm going up there sometime…
I'm going up there sometime…
(Harmonica)
We travel from one place to another- the huddle-fuddle of life going from one frame of Hell into another frame of Hell. Where is the mythi...
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