High On A Hilltop - Yonder Mountain String Band

High on a hilltop, I search the land below

Looking for that love of mine left 20 long years ago

Her love I took in vain, her love I did not earn

Love is something that you might find, but pain is what you learn

On a hilltop looking for my love below

I blew my whistle loud, I blew my whistle clear

Picked up a fiddle, sawed off a tune, looking for my dear

I searched this whole world over, through the country and through the town

I’ll keep on looking for that little girl 'til I’m in the lonesome ground

On a hilltop looking for my love below

For years my heart did ramble, like a rounder without a home

Put down my ancient tired eyes, rest upon my bones

But now the girl is gone, wherever she may be

I hope sometime she sees the stars and maybe thinks of me

Sees the stars and maybe thinks of me

But now the girl is gone, wherever she may be

I hope sometime she sees the stars and maybe thinks of me

Sees the stars and maybe thinks of me