Old as the Hills

Lean in friend, lean in friend

And I'll 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

Oh well, you know 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, won by someone above, instead of comin' on home

And her daughters were gone, followed love and they'd run

To the city below, instead of comin' 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 a her gun in her pocket

To keep her strong as she roamed

She went fishin' 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

He 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