So Long Ago - Helldorado

I recall the mountains back home

The stony hills where I used to roam

Just drifting along so easy and slow

Oh, but that was long ago

I recall the days of my youth

The days before I started seeking the truth

My absent thoughts so sweetly did flow

Oh, but that was long ago

I recall the old steeple bell

And that old priest who cursed me to hell

That little white church in the valley so low

Oh, but that was long ago