Yeah… You can take my boots, take my name, But this here hill… This here hill, it stays mine. This is my hill, baby, we will die here Yeah, this is my hill, baby, we will die here Ain’t no preacher, ain’t no mercy near Dust in my mouth, gun in my hand Yeah, dust in my mouth, gun in my hand Got no country left, just this piece o’ land This is my hill — Lord, and I ain’t movin’ This is my hill — no, I ain’t movin’ The wind blow cold, but my blood still groovin’ Smoke on the ridge, shadows crawl slow Yeah, smoke on the ridge, shadows crawl slow You can bring your thunder, but I won’t go I built my shack with a broken bone Yeah, I built my shack with a broken bone Ain’t got much, but it’s my own This is my hill, and we will die here This is my hill, and we will die here Foot in the mud, heart full o’ fire Hear that storm comin’? Let it come… I got my name carved in this ground. Ain’t no runnin’, baby. We goin’ down singin’. Mmm… This my hill, Lord, yeah, we die here… This my hill… We die here tonight.
