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DINGLETON HEATH The people that go there are standing still So they pray and they and they wait They say it's "The Way" to the gate DINGLETON HEATH I wanna take you back with me DINGLETON HEATH Show you how it ought to be Can they say that it's the truth? How can they know if there's no proof? There they live and there they die There's nothing doing of any kind I'm alone on the heath I guess they're out of reach I turn thoughts to mind I try myself to find Parson Pidgeon heads the mob Keep them all from heresy or lose you job Burn my toughts and burn the truth Christions, burn all of your fears and you lose DINGLETON HEATH I wanna take you back with me DINGLETON HEATH Show you how it ought to be Later, I will see you later Later, I will see you later Later, I will see you later Later, I will see you later |
