High up above the crowd. The great Valerio is walking. The rope seems hung from cloud to cloud. And time stands still while he is walking His eye is steady on the target. His foot is sure upon
Written by james young, raymond brandle. Lead vocals by james young First met you in a southern town. On a warm november day. You made me smoke like a whirlwind. I knew we had nothing to say
not too bright. You wonder how I sleep at night. Proud of the glory, stare down the shame. Duality of the southern thing My greatgreat granddad had a hole in his side. He used to tell the story to
Under the southern cross. I am just a stranger in a strange land. Shadow beneath the stars. . Though I have seen this cross. I am just a whisper in the strange land. . Endless waves of souls
Oh southern star how I wish you would shine. And show me the way to get home Well I'm blue-collar branded and stuck in a mill. Hard work is a way of life for me. Well I'm too young to live like
Oh southern star how I wish you would shine. And show me the way to get home Well I'm blue-collar branded and stuck in a mill. Hard work is a way of life for me. Well I'm too young to live like
I've been north, I've been east to the California beach. There's only one place I know where to find you. And all you Southern girls got a way with your words and you show it You say hump and I'll