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Back to My Old Molehill

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  • 2004.01.27
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I went to see the gypsy, But her mobile home was gone And all that was left of the gypsy Was her tire tracks cross the lawn I headed out across the flatlands In a rooster tail of dust Lookin' to find some peace of mind From someone I could trust I tried to hide the pain, But the pain it would not hide And when I tried to tell the truth, The truth turned around and lied We were flyin' too high for each other Too High for our own good will I wish you would take me off of this mountain Back to my old molehill Take me off of this mountain Back to my old molehill I decided to call my doctor, But my doctor was not home So I thought I'd call my lawyer, But my lawyer didn't have a phone The sky is a fallin' on me babe Ever since you decided to leave I have this fear that the atmosphere Is gettin' too thin to breathe I tried to hide the pain, But the pain it would not hide And when I tried to tell the truth, The truth turned around and lied We were flyin' too high for each other Too High for our own good will I wish you would take me off of this mountain Back to my old molehill Take me off of this mountain Back to my old molehill I thought I'd just go fishiin' But the fish were not amused And I caught myself just wishin That I was in the fishes shoes Just swimmin in some deep blue water Not a care in my head Watchin' some fool with a line and pole Hidin' by the riverbed I tried to hide the pain, But the pain it would not hide And when I tried to tell the truth, The truth turned around and lied We were flyin' too high for each other Too High for our own good will I wish you would take me off of this mountain Back to my old molehill Take me off of this mountain Back to my old molehill

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