Witches' Hill Lyrics

A jealous neighbor heard an old wives tale
Found evidence in my garbage pail
(Marching down the dirt road)
In the distance drumbeat funeral durge
Singing songs I've never heard
(Marching down the dirt road)

I'm a grandma sitting in a rocking chair
Getting high off the midnight air
Heard the children cry
"Gram, ya best get out of here"

I didn't know what the fuss was all about
'Til the lynching mob began to shout
I watched them burn my whole life down

Ancient remedies on the rumor mill
Carried me to Witches' Hill If we're born to die and we live to kill
Then march me down
The dirt road to Witches' Hill

They laid my best friend down on a bed of fire
She slept to jeers and cheers beneath the pyre.
(Marching down the dirt road)
"If she kicks and screams she's lived too long
It's the evil spirits that made her strong"
(Marching down the dirt road)

Dust devils twirl in the bone dry wind.
Gnarled cactus, lizard's grin
In the sun seared slopes, I'll be living in
Till you kept raising the stakes

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