Up On Th' Hill

Up on th' hill

Down by the river

By the ocean

Across the field

By the word

Of the boognish

Lordy lordy lord

I'm comin' home



When I was younger

My mamma told me

She said 'gener,

I wanna smell it.'

Then she smelled it

And it was smelly

And she said

Lordy lordy lord

I'm comin' home



In a dream

Said he was comin'

Boognish was risin'

Up from the mist

He held the scepter

Of wealth and power

He said, 'by god,

I've come to take you home.'