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Welcome
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(Come on down to)Broodhollow
(Come on out to) Broodhollow
(Nowhere else but) Broodhollow
Town of a thousand holidays
Join us now, we'll celebrate
Join in now in Broodhollow
(Come on out to) Broodhollow
(Nowhere else but) Broodhollow
Town of a thousand holidays
A town with history; and a proud one to boot
It's been that way since long, long ago
A stranger came down and built his church way out in Stillwood
Carved out his own little hollow
Carved our very own –
Broodhollow (Come on out to)
Broodhollow (Nowhere else but)
Broodhollow Town of a thousand holidays
Then folk came a-running, from miles all around
Every-person felt the call to go
Not a soul could leave soon's they set foot in our town
They saw it was their own little hollow
We saw our very own -
Broodhollow (Come on out to)
Broodhollow (Nowhere else but)
Broodhollow
Town of a thousand holidays
Our home may seem strange to outsiders like you
But there's a couple things you ought to know
Best be in before night, don't go far while in the woods
Never follow no lights, even if you think you should
Stay clear of broken buildings, and cold or lonely places
Old Mills, Mines, the Church's shrine, Houses, wild spaces-
Don't blink, don't blink, don't blink, don't blink, don't
(Come on out to) Broodhollow
(Nowhere else but) Broodhollow Broodhollow
Town of a thousand holidays
Join us now, we'll celebrate
Join in now in Join in now in Broodhollow
Broodhollow
Broodhollow
Town of a thousand holidays
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The Patient is In
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The Pattern
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Arrival
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Curious Little Thing
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Iris
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Antiques and Antiquities
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Local Flavor
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Ouster Eve
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Switchwater
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In the past I took time thinking on how things used to seem
I used to spend nights blissful, in an alcoholic's dream
I wandered near and far just to find some way back out
Didn't get no answers till I cam down south
I found this little town it's just as charming as can be
They handed me a bottle and that set me free
So raise up a glass to your watering hole
It's the old Switchwater from Broodhollow
My roaming days were over and I'd found some room to stand
There's nothin' gets me fired up the way intoxication can
So if your county's dried up and you're feeling a thirst
Set your sights south on a town that's west of Ichor Falls first
The brew these folks created, I can never get enough
They try to get me sated but I'm drinkin' till they're shut
So raise up a glass to your watering hole
It's the old Switchwater from Broodhollow
A branch, a twig, a stick, a sprig, from elder copses plucked
“It's brewed in glass and aged in brass”: a masterpiece that's drunk
This delightful distillation will grow hair upon your chest
so quaff your reservations and give in to the best
Switchwater, Switchwater, I've come to worship you
'Cause you're nine-tenth's irresistible, and that last tenth is too
So raise up a glass to your watering hole
It's the old Switchwater from Broodhollow
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12. |
Stitches
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13. |
Dust and Bones
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