Ghosts of Penn Hills William Fitzsimmons

Could I please have a minute to catch my breath?
Everyone that I loved has been left behind
Not the kind who would tend to believe in ghosts
but I see them every night
la-da-dum

Had a dream that I was just a boy again
and my father was young and still full of time
Now my grandmother’s body is in the earth
but I see her every night
and I will love you till
the ghosts of these Penn Hills will bring me where you are

I was woke by the baby at 5 am
Found out later that’s when you left
and I hope that it’s true that we will meet again
And I’ll tell my girls your name
but I’ll miss you all the same
la-da-dum
la-da-dum
la-da-dum