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Somewhere Beyond The Hill (Harry Martin)
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Have you ever wondered, as you listened to the wind,
What secrets she must tell you, what sad things she has seen?
Well, I've listened to her stories thousands of times before,
Still, I have to question her once more.

What happened on that summer's day in nineteen-twenty-two
Has been talked about by many, but the truth was known by few;
And those that kept her secret have been silenced by the years,
But suspicions on the winds have reached my ears.

Someone said somebody knew, but when he spoke he lied,
Others said they saw them talking on the day she died;
When the darkness found her she was silent, cold and still,
And the body lay somewhere beyond the hill.

Somewhere in some city a grey-haired mother prays,
Please, God, protect my angel in that land so far away;
But tonight her only daughter lies asleep beneath the snow,
In that winter land so far away from home.

Then one dark December day a mystery was unveiled,
They found the poor young maiden there beside a trapper's trail;
Her body, cold and lifeless, had a bullet through the breast,
Now, the reason why won't let this poor soul rest.

I have often wondered, as I listened to the wind,
What secrets did she tell you, what sad things had she seen?
But those who knew the answer are now silent, cold and still,
And the secret lies somewhere beyond the hill.

####.... Harry Martin of Cartwright, Labrador ....####
Recorded by Harry Martin (Visions Of This Land, produced by Dermot O'Reilly, 1994).

Notes:
Miss Margaret Lindsay disappeared in the summer of 1922. Her body was discovered on December 13, 1922, about half a mile from the schoolhouse at Muddy Bay in Cartwright, Labrador. Her remains were brought to the St John's morgue on June 14, 1923, for forwarding to Montreal for interment.
~~~ St John's Daily News & Bay Roberts Guardian.


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[A] Have you ever wondered, as you lis-[D] tened to the wind,
What [A] secrets she must tell you, what [E] sad things she has seen?
Well, I've lis[-A] tened to her stories, [D] thousands of times before,
[A] Still, I have to question [E] her once [A] more. [Em] [A]

What happened on that summer's day in [D] nineteen-twenty-two,
Has been [A] talked about by many, but the [E] truth was known by few.
And [A] those that kept her secret have been si-[D] lenced by the years,
But sus-[A] picions on the [E] winds have reached my [A] ears.

[E] Someone said somebody knew, but [D] when he spoke, he [A] lied,
[D] Others said they saw them talking [A] on the day she [E] died.
[A] When the darkness found her, she was si-[D] lent, cold and still,
And the [A] body lay some-[E] where beyond the [A] hill. [Em] [A]

Somewhere in some city, a [D] grey-haired mother prays,
Please, [A] God, protect my angel in that [E] land so far away.
But to-[A] night her only daughter lies a-[D] sleep beneath the snow,
In that [A] winter land so far [E] away from [A] home.

[E] Then one dark December day, a [D] mystery was un-[A] veiled,
They [D] found the poor young maiden there, [A] beside a trapper's [E] trail;
Her [A] body, cold and lifeless, had a [D] bullet through the breast,
Now the [A] reason why [E] won't let this poor [A] soul rest. [Em] [A]

I have [A] often wondered, as I [D] listened to the wind,
What [A] secrets did she tell you, what [E] sad things had she seen?
But [A] those who knew the answer are now [D] silent, cold and still,
And the [A] secret lies some-[E] where beyond the [A] hill.


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