Song From A Forgotten Hill
Glen Cook
The war killed most all the good folks. They lived where the bombs fell. The rednecks and the militants seem to be the only survivors. And now the rednecks, who waited so long for their chance, are "puttin' 'em back in their place." There are very few of us out here in the hills.
We're hunted, and running, but free.
We're hunted, and running, but free.