Letra de
Savin Hill

Didn't know what life had in for us
Starting out at St. Margarets, up there on that lonely hill
I got my start in 1970
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I put my fists up to them at every turn
I still remember those days clearly
Cannot forget my roots, or when it really started,
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The weekend time seemed so * * * * free
If you had my back, I took yours, our obligatory creed
(Interlude)
Do you remember the tennis courts?
The later years brought on alcohol nights
Coupled with petty arguments and barroom fights
We never broke apart, and we stood our ground
If a cohort was lost, he was found
If things got hot, Dorchester stayed cool
No other townies came toward us fools
It's these memories I'll go preach (these lines x2- solo played after first)
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