It’s a long road up the valley where
every winding corner turns on a bed
of gravel and a lonely man has got
to make it on his own, past the fire
of the burnt over stones.
LONESOME VALLEY
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It’s a long road up the valley where
every winding corner turns on a bed
of gravel and a lonely man has got
to make it on his own, past the fire
of the burnt over stones.