Rumours of glory Something is shining Like gold but better Above the dark town After the sun's gone down Two vapour trails cross the sky Catching the day's last slow goodbye Black skyline looks rich as velvet Smiles mixed with curses The crowd disperses

Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold Yeah, these are the days of gold Well it's

Amazing grace, oh how sweet the sound I was blind, but now I see That saved a wreck like me I once was lost, though now I'm found When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun We've no less days to sing God's praise Then when, when

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, L.A. But it's December the twenty-fourth And I'm longing to be up north Just like the ones I used to

Amazing Grace! Oh, but now, now I'm found Was blind, oh, but now I see Oh, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost When we've been there Ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun

(Sup-p-per troup-p-per) Tonight the Super trouper lights are gonna find me But I won't feel blue Like I always do Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you Shining like the sun Smiling, having fun Feeling like a number one

'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you Shining like the sun (sup-p-per troup-p-per) Smiling, having fun (sup-p-per troup-p-per) Feeling like a number one But I won't feel blue (sup-p-per troup-p-per) Like I always do (sup-p-per troup-p-per) Tonight

Free and easy down the road I go Pair of boots and a sack of clothes Hanging memories on the high line poles Ragweed's rocking on the radio So I keep rolling like an old banjo Got the sun shining on me like a big spotlight So I know everything is gonna

Wake up, wake up Let's go, I don't care who knows it Oh, that sunshine is shining in, shining I'm an apple dripping man Just like the feet that tapped: "Take me home" We built the mountains to stand up where he knows All the sheep that showed don't care