I’m going to climb that hill
And look out across,
I’m going to climb that hill
And look out across,
I’m going to climb that hill
And look out across—
A long ways off from here
I’m going to dig my well
From the bottom to the top,
I’m going to dig my well
From the bottom to the top,
I’m going to dig my well
From the bottom to the top—
A long ways off from here
I’m going to change my name
Until it rings a bell,
I’m going to change my name
Until it rings a bell,
I’m going to change my name
Until it rings a bell—
A long ways off from here
I’m going to leave my shame
Where I make my bed,
I’m going to leave my shame
Where I make my bed,
I’m going to leave my shame
Where I make my bed—
Keep it like a pillow underneath my head…
I’m going to carry your letter
Close by my side,
I’m going to carry your letter
Close by my side,
I’m going to carry your letter
Close by my side—
A long ways off from here
And when the story gets better
I’m going to climb inside
When the story gets better
I’m going to climb inside,
When the story gets better
I’m going to climb inside—
A long ways off from here