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Up On The Hill Lyrics & Chords By Ween

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Up on the hill, down by the river
By the ocean, across the field
By the word of the boognish
I said, "lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home"
(lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home)
When i was younger my momma told me
She said "gener, i wanna smell it."
And then she smelled it and it was smelly
And she said, "lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home"
(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
And said, "by god, i've come to take you home."
(by god, i've come to take you home)
Up on the hill, down by the river
By the ocean, across the field
By the word of the boognish
I said, "lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home"
(lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home)
When i was younger my momma told me
She said "gener, i wanna smell it."
And then she smelled it and it was smelly
And she said, "lordy lordy lord, i'm comin' home"
(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
And said, "by god, i've come to take you home."
(by god, i've come to take you home)

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