(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

Lyrics are copyright 1976, Michael Granda