I'm sitting on top of the world Well it's been a long day but i don't like to moan It's the middle of summer and i'm chilled to the bone There's holes in my shoes where the rain comes in Walking in the shadows of empty office blocks I was talking to a

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die I met her accidentally in St. Paul,

Sitting on top of the world 'Cause when you got love, like we got love I'm holding on to heaven, holding on to you When you got one, like I got one Anyway you looking, it's a hell of a view Don't know where we're gonna be But I know we're gonna be So

I sit here in a daze Wishing I could change my ways And let's not pretend it isn't what it is Its time we both go on and live We've been living like it's raining When it's just been pouring down sun We've been living as if life is over When it has only

I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm. I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm, Ain't never done no man no harm. Well, I'm putting that cotton in a never-full sack. Well, I'm putting that cotton in a never-full sack, A twelve-gauge shotgun at my back.

And sit up there You've gotta let me down again I'm glad that we have found the end I've gotta find myself a friend Don't want to settle for the wrong life Don't want to hurt until I cave I reason constantly, and question why I once cared Forward in line

Isn't it good Norwegian wood? I once had a girl Or should I say she once had me She showed me her room She asked me to stay And she told me to sit anywhere So I looked around And I noticed there wasn't a chair I sat on a rug biding my time

I was sittin' at home watchin TV all alone I'm so tired of reruns, the day goes on and on So I pick up the phone, call everyone I know Said there's gonna be a party, hit the music here we go You gotta live to party, bust your move Everybody's in the

Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we've already gone Just like your dad, you'll never change You bite through the big wall, the big wall bites back You just sit there and sulk, sit there and bawl You are

The girl in the other room She knows by now There's something ain't know other fears Now she wears this thread bare She sits on the floor The glass press tight to the wall She hears murmurs low The paper is peeling Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling