The Town With The Fair Up On The Hill

When Despite She Tries

Compositor: Andrei Grigoriev

In a place far from my own home
There's a certain veil made of paper I'll never cross
I, I will provide you a fair
Up the hill you're drinking wine
So, I'll leave the drops of wine lying on my t-shirt for next day

I, I'll meet you there
Uuuh uuuh
Towns, towns are hundreds but water flows in the one up on the hill
Uuuh uuuh
Towns, towns are hundreds but water flows in the one up on the hill

Let's go
Go and ride when it's by day
Get the woods and pick me up from school
There's no time to call the other guy
I, I know we're both afraid

Uuuh uuuh
Towns, towns are hundreds but water flows in the one up on the hill
Uuuh uuuh
Towns, towns are hundreds but water flows in the one up on the hill

On a road that I never roam, even if it's watery as hell
Holy hell it's hard
I, I will provide you a fair
Get the hose and make some slides
Throw the boards and see them slide
Like you're on top you'll go down
Downhill you'll ride

Uuuh uuuh
Towns, towns are hundreds but water flows in the one up on the hill
Uuuh uuuh
Towns, towns are hundreds but water flows in the one up on the hill
Uuuh uuuh
Towns, towns are hundreds but water flows in the one up on the hill
Uuuh uuuh
Towns, towns are hundreds but water flows in the one up on the hill