Poverty Hill The Brothers Four

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[Verse 1]
They come in their summery dresses and jackets so fine
The rich folks who measure success with a big dollar sign
They gaze with delight at the rocks and the scraggly pine
The come in the spring and they stay 'til the fall
On Paradise Mountain away from it all

[Chorus]
Stubble and stone make a hard row to hoe
What little will grow, the drought will kill
The summer folk call it Paradise Mountain
But we call it Poverty Hill

[Verse 2]
They say we have beautiful faces as grainy as wood
They'd like to livе here of all places if only thеy could
We don't get those wood grainy faces from livin' too good
It's the rocks and the dust and the sun and the heat
It's too much of work and too little to eat

[Chorus]
Stubble and stone make a hard row to hoe
What little will grow, the drought will kill
The summer folk call it Paradise Mountain
But we call it Poverty Hill