Lyrics:
Come on down and chill at the union chill
They will kill our thick grip, on our stresses and ills
Every walks downhill, spirits filled with goodwill
Come on down and chill at the union chill
They will kill our thick grip, on our stresses and ills
Every walks downhill, spirits filled with goodwill
head spinning
Just another poor soul
Trying hard not to lose faith
We had it engraved
We had the key to a union
But you wanted more
So we both kept
story
In union with the Warriors Of Angelhill
We've travelled through the valleys
We stood high on the hills
We've crossed countless alleys
And sat
not the curtains, lad. All that you can see!
Stretched out over the hills and valleys of this land! This'll be
your kingdom, lad!
HERBERT: But,
I come from down in the valley
Where, mister, when you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done
Me and Mary we met in high school
Time after time as we march side by side
Through the valleys of evil and the torturing souls
Night after night, for the glory we fight
In
Time after time, as we march side by side,
Through the valleys of evil and the torturing souls,
Night after night, for the glory we fight,
In
I come from down in the valley
Where, mister, when you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done
Me and Mary we met in high school
Metal is for everyone
Stronger than the law
A band of steel, eternally
A union of the strong
Metal is for everyone
The sound is made from
from dry desert ground
From the grand coulee dam where the water runs down
Every state of this union us migrants have been
Oh we come with the dust
valleys
Where the pure air recognized
And my senses newly opened
I awakened to the cry
That the people have the power
To redeem the work of fools
valleys
Where the pure air recognized
And my senses newly opened
I awakened to the cry
That the people have the power
To redeem the work of fools
valleys
Where the pure air recognized
And my senses newly opened
I awakened to the cry
That the people have the power
To redeem the work of fools
of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in this Union us migrants have been
We'll work in this
from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in this Union us migrants have been
We'll work in this fight
And that was about the biggest thing that man had ever done
I worked in the Garden of Eden, that was the year of two
Joined the apple pickers union, I
[Sample from Sing-A-Song]
"You can come, I'll leap right over
Any day you like
System 605, Union 91"
[Aesop]
I forever wallow in glitches grimly
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground from the Grand Coulee dam where the waters run down
Every state in the Union this migrant has been. I
darling, hear what I have to say
Oh Tululah
Do this song with me
Just let go
Watch you sing away
It'll move you
From dark valleys
Oh Tululah, please
Of a valley we all know
A valley we've all sand about
Called Shenandoah
Stonewall Jackson marched his men
For forty eight long days
Thousands marched six
of plenty from dry desert ground
From the grand coulee dam where the water runs down
Every state in this union us migrants have been
We'll work in your fight
Well, it's always we ramble, this river and I
All along your green valleys, I work till I die
My land I'll defend with my life need it be
Cause my
Here along the shore
And they made the cannon balls
That helped the union win the war
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm
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