| Unto these hills I’m going today
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| Unto these hills that’s where I’m going to stay
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| Nothing to my name but an old trap line
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| And a woman in a valley, forever torture in my mind
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| Torture in my mind
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| Well, I met her in Fargo, an old dusty bar
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| Lord, she kissed me, and stole this mountain man’s heart
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| Come to find out — she loved every man in town
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| So I grabbed my old Hawkens and I rode out of town
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| Unto these hills I’m going today
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| Unto these hills that’s where I’m going to stay
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| Nothing to my name but an old trap line
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| And a woman in a valley, forever torture in my mind
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| Torture in my mind
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| Gonna live in these hills where I know my friends
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| I’m gonna stay here till the very end
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| Gonna love this mountain till my final days
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| Then I’ll lay down and die, Lord
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| And let the snow be my grave
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| Unto these hills I’m going today
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| Unto these hills that’s where I’m going to stay
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| Nothing to my name but an old trap line
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| And a woman in a valley, forever torture in my mind
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| Torture in my mind
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| Torture in my mind
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| Torture in my mind
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| Unto these hills I’m going today
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| Unto these hills that’s where I’m going to stay
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| Nothing to my name but an old trap line
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| And a woman in a valley, forever torture in my mind |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Unto These Hills , by - The Marshall Tucker Band. Song from the album Running Like The Wind, in the genre Иностранный рок