High Willhays
High Willhays or, according to some authors, High Willes is the highest point on Dartmoor, Devon, at 621 metres (2,039 ft) above sea level, and the highest point in the United Kingdom south of the Brecon Beacons.
Toponymy
In 1912, William Crossing, writer and documenter, said that the name High Willes had been thought to have derived from the word huel or wheal meaning mine, but he did not think that very likely as old mine workings were invariably located near to streams. He suggested instead that the name derived from gwylfa, a watching place, noting its similarity with Brown Willy, the name of the highest hill on nearby Bodmin Moor, and suggested that a watch for beacon fires used to be kept here. He also posited a possible link to the word gwili meaning winding or tortuous, but said it was unlikely this was where it originated from.
The Place-Names of Devon (1931) notes that the peak was named Hight Wyll in a document of 1532, and was known in 1827 as High Willows. The authors state that the name may simply be a compound of high and well (meaning spring), though they admit that the additional syllable at the end is hard to explain.
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High Balls
by: Guttermouthimagine my friend that the well has run dry
the bar keep resigns cause there won't be more rye
trade lies with your mates then you have a good cry
it's finally happened no more good times
what would you do and what would you say?
if some bloody bastard took the high balls away
my god the world would insist that we cannot
be happy until we are pissed off our ass!
day by day they take our freedom
who the hell gives them the right?
hold your glass up high and we'll
drink on and on and on and on
if I'm happy or I'm sad
Jack Daniel's makes me feel allright
raise your glass up high and we'll sing
on and on and on and on
all we want all we want all we want
is high balls for everyone
and then, this fucked up world would seem allright
hold on Jacky, save me your goodbye's
hold on Jacky, need a double rye
we got your back Jack baby no more feelin dry
so cheers to you my dear old friend
come on Jacky, gimme the good times
come on Jacky, don't wanna walk the line
we got your back, Jack baby no more feeling dry
so cheers to you and all our/your friends tonight
day by day they take our freedom
who the hell gives them the right?
hold your glass up high and we'll
drink on and on and on and on
if I'm happy or I'm sad
Jack Daniel's makes me feel allright
raise your glass up high and we'll sing
on and on and on and on
all we want all we want all we want
is high balls for everyone