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On The Hills Of Whitesville
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An upbeat song about a utopia...something we all need.
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Donna Dutchess Songwriter Biography Stricken with spinal meningitis at the age of 18 months, Donna lost 60% of her hearing. Regardless, music has always been special in her life, remembering “composing” symphonies in her head as early as 5 years old. Being a child of the 60’s, the biggest influence in Donna’s life musically was the Beatles, couple with a strong exposure to the classics. Being unbearably shy and self-conscious due to her disability, Donna’s entire world exploded at the age of 13 when she started playing the guitar and writing music. Determined to set an example for other people with disabilities, she put together several bands over the next 30 years, acquiring local success with Buffalos’ first all female country band, touring all over Western New York and Pennsylvania. Besides being the leader of the band, Donna played the guitar, banjo and wrote all the bands original music. Due to the success of her last band “Sweet Phantasy” Donna was featured in a half hour television special focusing on her ability to perform and write music, despite her hearing loss. Now with her performing days behind her, Donna is concentrating all her creative abilities on perfecting her craft of songwriting. Having written 100’s of songs over the years, she is writing new and re-writing some old, having them produced and recorded in Nashville for that pure country sound. Tapping in to the wisdom that comes with experience, her music now has taken on a new life, and richness of its own. “Now, I tell it like it is because I’ve been there, done that, and have a lot to say”.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #329
Peak in subgenre #89
Author
Donna Dutchess
Rights
2006
Uploaded
August 06, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 4:18
Story behind the song
I took a blanket and my guitar and sat on top of a hill in Whitesville, NY and the song was written just from looking at the beauty of the land. I have always said that the "land gifted me with the song".
Lyrics
ON THE HILLS OF WHITESVILLE Words and Music by Donna Dutchess Copyright 2006 On the Hills of Whitesville Dusty roads and pick up trucks Singing by the fire till the sun comes up Telling tales of hunting that will never grow old Les is frying bacon on the old wood stove Nothing ever changes On the Hills of Whitesville Bridge: And when I’m gone my heart is lonely For the good times and the memories Where my friends and my family Enjoy each other’s company And when I’m gone my heart is lonely For the peaceful things that I need That I only find on those hills Where my heart will always be. (2nd Verse) (last time) Please send all my love to Whitesville Where my heart will always be. On the Hills of Whitesville Beer cans and coffeepots The laughing never ceases and the jokes never stop Babies growing up to the smell of beer Papa may be gone but his spirits always near Nothing ever changes On the Hills of Whitesville. Tag: Time stands still there, The Mullen’s farm is still there Dirt roads running through the one horse town. The red house is still there It stood against the test of time. (Bridge)
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