Suicide Hill from Carnival Town by Jake Mathison

SUICIDE HILL
Jake Mathison

Please don’t write me, Josephina
I’ve got nothing left to give
This is my last letter
I hope you find the will to live

It was all a bag of lies
Here, I sleep on a bed of stone
This dollar bill is my life savings
It is everything I own

CHORUS:
From the dirt road farms, to the tenement slums
Each night they pray, for the morning to come
Swear you’re not still thinking of me, back home at your window sill
‘Cause tonight I walk, through Suicide Hill

They locked us in again
When the working day was done
I watched a bossman beat a young girl
With the barrel of a gun

And I can’t recall the last time
That I had a piece of bread
Here, I’ve seen people kill for less
It messes with your head

CHORUS:

Now, I think back to Uncle Lachlan
On those misty Irish moors
When salvation or starvation
Was a coin toss to the Lord

Here these gaslights burn like hellfire
The sulfur stings your eyes
The streets have flesh for filament
The blood it never dries

CHORUS:

Tonight I walk, through Suicide Hill
Tonight I walk, through Suicide Hill
Yeah, tonight I walk, through Suicide Hill

• American Rock
• Rock
• Minnesota