High On A Hilltop

(альбом: Joe South - 1971)

Away from the noise and up above the mad rushing crowd
There's a place where a little guy can stand mighty tall and proud
And sometimes late, late, late in the evening
When there's nobody else around
I can be found looking down on the town
High on a hilltop

There's a half million people all scrambling 'round down there below
Just a face in the crowd there I was just an hour ago
But now late, late, late in the evening
When the world's got the best of me
Oh, and I got to be free that's where I'll be
High on a hilltop
High on a hilltop, baby
High on a hilltop
High on a hilltop, oh yeah

I can find peace of mind in the shade of a big oak tree
And when it comes my time that's where God's gonna look for me
And every day late, late, late in the evening
Let the rest of the world go by
And I won't cry up next to the sky
High on a hilltop
High on a hilltop, baby
Why don't you come along?
That's where we belong
Yeah, yeah, way up high

You can take my hand
Walk this land, yeah
High on a hilltop
Drop what you're doing, now
Meet me up there
Oh, where the air is rare
You can see everything, yeah, yeah
High on a hilltop
High on a hilltop
High on a hilltop
High on a hilltop