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)
As the bell tolled, resounding, it also told, of the death of the fallen Hero. His last quotidian day on earth and the detritus of memo...
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