(INTRO)
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he lives in a valley where a creek runs by him
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every single day
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nothing's around to tempt or try him
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or get in his way
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walkin back from the morning sunrise
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high on top of his hill
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looking out over the peace in his valley
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is the best feeling that he can feel
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from the tree tops way down far below
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he can hear a joyous ringing singing
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it's in the rafters
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you can hear it blow
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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'Standing in the Dark' was his name when I met him
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shining by his own golden rule
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go where you want son and stay where you have to
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everybody's somebody's fool
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there's a pounding light coming out of the sky
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and it wants to take us into the air
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and set us down on a cloud passing by
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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(HARP SOLO)
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don't you try to ask him
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he'll just start to laugh and
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never tell you what he really knows
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try to sit and listen
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you'll end up singing with him
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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(GUITAR SOLO)
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from the tree tops way down far below
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you can hear a joyous ringing singing
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it's in the rafters
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you can hear it blow
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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la, la, la, la, de, dum, da
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Lyrics are copyright 1976, Michael Granda
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Roscoe's Rule
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| The Ozark Mountain Daredevils |
