Michael Jerling
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On Top of Fool's Hill
c1980 by Michael JerlingFrom the album Early Jerling
Sick-abed-two-chairs Grandma said I think it's settlin' in my chest A terrible cold, the girl's out of control I can never get a minute's rest I've had about enough of your back-talkin' to me I saw Mrs. Malone in town She said you're runnin' around with that Lutheran boy It's a scandal that we'll never live down You're on top of fool's hill young lady On top of fool's hill someday You're on top of fool's hill And someday you're gonna fall down, down, down You're gonna fall Grandpa's quiet he puffs on his pipe Would you talk some sense to the girl But she's gone on the run with a screen door slam The dogs and the chickens in a whirl (Chorus) An old truck kicks up a rooster tail Down a dusty gravel road Flat cornfields and the summer sky It's more than the eye can hold Sick-abed-two-chairs Grandma said I think it's settling in my chest A terrible cold the girl's out of control I can never get as minute's rest She's down at creek in the cottonwood grove Where the gypsies camped last June Where she dreams her dream on the evening star And the mountains of the moon (Chorus)
