As I turn the stone
To see on the ground
Where it all comes from
Where we're all bound
And the heir keeps oh, such a heavy load
And the heir keeps oh, such a heavy load
As I pull the plough
Turn the soil around
Get if off the ground
All that goes around
And the heir keeps oh, such a heavy load
And the heir keeps oh, such a heavy load
Roll it up the hill, roll it up the hill
