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

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

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