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Hills and
Adrienne Young / Mark D.

Well I like a stranger in my own hometown
Theres traffic in the air there used to be the sound
Of tall growin and kids runnin wild
Or maybe I was lookin through the of a child
But I

There to be
and hollers here
Wild turkey and the tailed deer
runnin crystal clear
Water on its way to the Gulf of
Moonshine on the
Daddy sawin fiddle like he never gonna
Lord, if hills could talk
Theyd say me a song that goes
Oh, mama the light on
Oh, shine like the sun on the of history

They the first paved road back in 45
Now you gotta have if youre gonna survive
Black top over
over mud
Seems the oil in our runs thicker than the blood
But I

used to be
Hills and hollers
Wild turkey and the white tailed
Creeks crystal clear
Water on its way to the Gulf of
Moonshine on the
Daddy fiddle like he never gonna stop
Lord, if these hills could
Theyd say sing me a that goes
Oh, mama the light on
Oh, like the sun on the shadows of history