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Holy Hill
by Matthew DeChant
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As I went upwards Holy Hill on a Monday morning fair
The Archbishop came and said to me, "May I join you going there?"
Do you know the history of this hill and how it came to be?
Let me tell you as we walk" did that Archbishop say to me
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
Well it started not a hundred years back with priest from Germany
He broke his vows by having an affair with a married young lady
When the church found out they were much dismayed and for this priest did send
And said he must go on a pilgrimage for his holy vows to mend
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
The priest set out from Bremen on a ship that was headed west
In Boston they made landfall and the priest did start his quest
He travelled to Chicago but could go no further when
He fell gravely ill and there he thought his pilgrimage would end
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
He prayed unto his lord on high his paralysis to cure
The lord stayed silent, but this priest his piety did endure
He searched all for a holy place for to seek his penance yet
He found up north a Holy Hill in the journals of Marquette
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
Our priest set out on wagon north for he could barely walk
It brought him to Hubertus when the wagon struck a rock
The wheel fell off and the wagoner said no further can we go
You can climb the hill or in a day I'll get you back to Chicago
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
The priest he was determined and set off on hands and knees
He crawled up to the summit of this hill, his lord to please
He saw the top, he saw a light, and from his palsy was free
And that is why we're here" did that Archbishop say to me
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
As I went upwards Holy Hill on a Monday morning fair
The Archbishop came and said to me, "May I join you going there?"
Do you know the history of this hill and how it came to be?
Let me tell you as we walk" did that Archbishop say to me
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
Well it started not a hundred years back with priest from Germany
He broke his vows by having an affair with a married young lady
When the church found out they were much dismayed and for this priest did send
And said he must go on a pilgrimage for his holy vows to mend
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
The priest set out from Bremen on a ship that was headed west
In Boston they made landfall and the priest did start his quest
He travelled to Chicago but could go no further when
He fell gravely ill and there he thought his pilgrimage would end
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
He prayed unto his lord on high his paralysis to cure
The lord stayed silent, but this priest his piety did endure
He searched all for a holy place for to seek his penance yet
He found up north a Holy Hill in the journals of Marquette
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
Our priest set out on wagon north for he could barely walk
It brought him to Hubertus when the wagon struck a rock
The wheel fell off and the wagoner said no further can we go
You can climb the hill or in a day I'll get you back to Chicago
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
The priest he was determined and set off on hands and knees
He crawled up to the summit of this hill, his lord to please
He saw the top, he saw a light, and from his palsy was free
And that is why we're here" did that Archbishop say to me
And it's whack fol-the-day, whack fol-the-day,
Up and down holy hill all on a monday
