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Well they fought the yelling rebels back
From the fort up on the hill
Fought them off with pick and axe
Brother what Iâm telling you is real
They spilled a lot of blood up there
But in the end there weâre standing up on Edge hill
They settled in and settled down
Stuck together and made a town up on that hill
Hard work pays the working man
And the good times roll when he can pay the bills
And they built houses made of limestone
Up on Edge hill
Up on edge hill
Up on edge hill
This life on earth wonât last
But your spirit will
Time rolls along
No it donât stand still
You can see for miles and miles
Up on Edge hill
There were doctors and lawyers and journeymen that
Hung their shingles out on that hill
On Saturday night theyâd all be at Cottonâs
Dancinâ drinkinâ and raisinâ hell
Then get up and go to church on Sunday morning
Up on Edge hill
The govt. fought and closed the stores
To build the interstate though that hill
Then torn some houses down
And close off some streets
But that just made it easier to steal
But their still sitting there on there front porches
Looking out at whatâs left of Edge hill