Love of The Hill
by Lord Dunstan LeHeryngmongere
words and Music copyright 2001 by Keith Edward Nealson

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I had a dream the other night it was amazingly clear
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We were at a court I think not far from here.
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‘Twas full of pomp and circumstance; of pageantry and pride
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And all the local folk were assembled there.

And we were there to welcome back a traveler long gone
Around the world and back again he’d roamed
For many a year he’d been away and now he had returned
To the Barony that he had once called home

He’d been way to Drachenvald- to Adenveldt- and the Outlands
I asked him which had been his favorite place
His hand went to the Kittyhawk he wore around his neck
And he said with a smile upon his face.

CHORUS:
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Older than the oldest oak I know of
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Brighter than the stars on a summer night
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Clearer than the cry of the evening whippoorwill
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Is the love I have for Windmaster’s Hill.

I said surely there must be in all the lands you’ve been
A place that has grown closer to your heart
A place that showed you beauty- the likes you’ve never seen
A place that you thought you could never part.

He just smiled again and wiped away a tear
And said in tones both truthful and clear-
Yes there is just such a place for which I long have yearned
And now, at long last I have returned

CHORUS

Perhaps I never shall grow up- but if I ever do
I hope to be a man who’s traveled well
But most of all I know I’ll be a man who loves his home
For my home is that of Windmasters’ Hill

CHORUS

NOTES:  I began to write this song shortly after I heard the song Fair Lady Atlantia by Master Efenwealt Wystle. I was sitting in the later evening hours outside a tent at Optimist Farm in AS XXXV listening to a whippoorwill and noodling around when the words hit me over the head.
 

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