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