(INTRO)



he lives in a valley where a creek runs by him



every single day



nothing's around to tempt or try him



or get in his way



 



walkin back from the morning sunrise



high on top of his hill



looking out over the peace in his valley



is the best feeling that he can feel



 



from the tree tops way down far below



he can hear a joyous ringing singing



it's in the rafters



you can hear it blow



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



 



'Standing in the Dark' was his name when I met him



shining by his own golden rule



go where you want son and stay where you have to



everybody's somebody's fool



 



there's a pounding light coming out of the sky



and it wants to take us into the air



and set us down on a cloud passing by



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



(HARP SOLO)



 



don't you try to ask him



he'll just start to laugh and



never tell you what he really knows



try to sit and listen



you'll end up singing with him



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



(GUITAR SOLO)



 



from the tree tops way down far below



you can hear a joyous ringing singing



it's in the rafters



you can hear it blow



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



la, la, la, la, de, dum, da



 



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Lyrics are copyright 1976, Michael Granda