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On a Little Hill

The mighty jet plane touches down, two hours drive to that little town,
My childhood home, it means so much to me.
There's Al and Tom and Momma too, friends and neighbors all knew.
I'm sure he would be smiling if he could see

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On a little hill near Martinsville, there's no more toil he's resting still,
While angels sing, "That Closer Walk With Thee".
And when this earthly life is through, on that little hill I'll rest there too,
'Til They call that Great Reunion bye and bye. Sweet bye and bye.

The preacher says the last "amen" , the motorcade returns again,
through streets where long ago I used to play.
Yonder runs the old Mill Creek, We made our games of hide and seek
'Til Daddy called to me "Come home it's suppertime".

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© 2005 , Pete Gallatin