High on a Hilltop

High on a hilltop, I search the land below Looking for that love of mine left 20 long years ago Her love I took in vain, her love I did not earn Love is something that you might find, but pain is what you learn On a hilltop looking for my love below I blew my whistle loud, I blew my whistle clear, Picked up a fiddle, sawed off a tune, looking for my dear I searched this whole world over, through the country and through the town I'll keep on looking for that little girl 'til I'm in the loansome ground On a hilltop looking for my love below For years my heart did ramble, [???] without a home, Put down my ancient tired eyes, rest upon my bones But now the girl is gone, wherever she may be I hope sometime she sees the stars and maybe thinks of me Sees the stars and maybe thinks of me But now the girl is gone, wherever she may be I hope sometime she sees the stars and maybe thinks of me Sees the stars and maybe thinks of me --- High on a Hilltop - Yonder Mountain String Band