Down From the Hill

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My sister is comin down from the hill
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My sister is comin down from the hill
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They wouldn't let her pass before but now I think they will
   D                    E    D   A
My sister is comin down from the hill

Close all your borders, shut them up tight
The battle is over and truth had lost the fight
To rape another's land is wrong; to rape your own is right
So close all your borders, shut them up tight

Trust not the man who has broken his trust
Bear not the rifle corroded with rust
And befriend not the nation whose conscience is dust
Oh trust not the man who has broken his trust

Now love is a healer, all griefs she mends
But love is a stranger and death a childhood friend
Here the soldiers draw the line: here the world ends
Oh love is a healer, all griefs she mends

My sister is comin down from the hill
They're bearin her body down from the hill
They wouldn't let her pass before but now I think they will
My sister is comin down from the hill