Silium's Hill

Shoe Shine Mamma spits for her money Wants to make a living trying to make her own All she ever wanted was to make her own money And settle down on Silium's Hill She prayed by the water on Manitou Bay Sipping ambrosia on a holy night Counting the lovers that had passed her way They could not see her on Silium's Hill On a frozen lamp pole I scratch her name With my rusty old penknife on a empty heart Standing by the window, is that you out there At the Southern Cross over Silium's Hill? Oh baby, will you ride with me Through the wheat towns to Medicine Hat? When the cold winds blow I'll be there I'll hang on tight, baby, sure go for that Now the old man knocks at my front door Shoe Shine Mamma isn't here any more There's a stranger in my place Looking out over Silium's Way Listen to the humming of the railway cars My hands frozen on the wheel Six hundred miles away from home Running on the shadow of Silium's Hill Somewhere back on Church Street Shoe Shine Mamma spits for her money Trying to make a living, want to make her own Down at the bottom of Silium's Hill Mamma want to build her own Down at the bottom of Silium's Hill