lean in friend lean in friend and i ll tell you a tale be a good friend be a good friend as i tread the stage awhile it was late in the day the day after the fair when i heard tell of her she lived so far away further farther and beyond well you know they say she was old as the hills and worn as a train on rails of old steel wool she was old as the hills and her sons were all gone killed in battle and won by someone above stead of coming on home and her daughters were gone followed love and they d run to the city below stead of coming on home she was old as the hills and worn as a train on rails of old steel wool she was old as the hills  she had a bullet in her bonnet the last that she owned and her gun in her pocket to keep her strong when she rode she went fishing in the shallows for eels and minnows which she fried up so nicely all salty and spicy she was old as the hills and worn as a train on rails of old steel wool she was old as the hills and her dog was gone whom she d cared for so long they had whiskey and plums on his lavender bed and her love was gone when he heard the sea s song left the shore all alone to travel the world around she was old as the hills and worn as a train on rails of old steel wool she was old as the hills la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la