JJ Grey & Mofro - On palastine

That stormy ^emmorning felt like a ^Ddream he told me ^Amthen of what he'd s^emeen

A child a ^emman in times gone b^Dad faces of s^Amtone lined hard and ^emsad

^emOne Sunday day they all came ^Dhome all that they ^Amhad was burned and go^emne The timber ^emmen their pistols g^Dleamed a lifetime ^Amlost on Palast^emine

He made a ^emstand he would not ^Drun he dropped the ^Amhoe and picked up the ^emgun

And then one ^emnight he disapp^Deared it fed the ^Amworst of all their f^emears

They found ^emhim quiet high in a ^Dtree he flew ^Amaway from Palas^emtine

Then came the ^emday they moved a^Dway more gunmen ^Amcame they could not s^emtay

To Glen St. ^emMary to O^Dlustee but we still d^Amream of Palas^emtine