On Hatchet Mountain, the old Erickson place,
There’s a soul took its toll, on top the staircase
Quiet as a mother, like a bat in flight
But under the cover of a starlit night,
She's singing oooooh
Out on the rooftop, she's waiting for you
She was lonely before the Lord took her son,
She couldn't take anymore, so she took out her gun
It's there that she died with her hand on her hip
And it's there that she cried, this song on her lips
Singin oooooh
Out on the rooftop, she's waiting for you
Arm round her son, he's the only one, you'll hear him cry
Wind in her hair, you can see her there, facing the sky
Cool mountain air, smooth silver roof,
A spirit stands there, beneath a new moon
"Someone release us, our hearts are still pure,"
But she ain't seen Jesus, and he ain't heard her
Singin oooooh
Out on the rooftop, she's waiting,
Singin oooooh
Out on the rooftop, she's waiting, waiting for you.
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Lyrics submitted by Lowell.