The Hill - Nils Lofgren

You have become, my wishing star

Your laugh bring tears, how fine you are

But someone done wrong, you want them to pay

We can’t take a hit that dark today

I know revenge, the cost is high

Is this the hill you want to die on?

Is this the hill you want to die on?

Like playng with the children

Forgetting the clock

We’ve stumbled on to a world we could rock

So baby let them

Small people scatter

Like bad jacks cast from heaven

They don’t matter

Is this the hill you want to die on?

Is this the hill you want to die on?

I am a rock you can rely on

This ain’t the hill you want to die on

Die on