Texty: Don Williams. The Side Of The Sun.

WRITER GARY REX TANNER

I THOUGHT l'D BE AN ANGEL AND FLY ON ASTRAL SKIES
I THOUGHT l'D WEAR A FANCIFUL DISGUISE
AND IT'S TAKEN ME A LOTTA TIME
TO FIND OUT l'M NOT ONE
AN OUTLAW ON THE RUN, ON THIS SIDE OF THE SUN

I HOPED l'D BE A CHAMPION AND LIVE WITHOUT A CARE
I THOUGHT l'D CHANGE THE WORLD, MAKE IT JUST AND FAIR
BUT MY YOUTH SLIPPED BY BEFORE MY EYES
MUCH TO MY SURPRISE
BEFORE I HAD BEGUN, ON THIS SIDE OF THE SUN

OUT ON THIS END OF THE WIND
WINTER'S.COMING 'ROUND THE BEND
YOU PRAY FOR RAIN, BEFORE YOU KNOW,
YOU'RE STANDIN' IN A FOOT OF SNOW
SO YOU PULL YOUR COAT UP TO YOUR CHIN
PICK YOUR SHOVEL UP AGAIN
'CAUSE YOUR WORK IS NEVER DONE, ON THIS SIDE OF THE SUN

I TOOK IT TO A FORTUNE TELLER
I THOUGHT THAT SHE MIGHT HELP ME

SHE LOOKED INTO MY EYES AND SMILED MYSTERIOUSLY
BUT SHE DIDN'T KNOW AS MUCH AS ME
I STARED BACK, DEJECTEDLY
'CAUSE I KNOW WHERE SHE'S FROM, THIS SIDE OF THE SUN

OUT BEHIND THESE PRISON WALLS,
DARK CLOUDS COME AND HARD RAINS FALL
YOU PAUSE A MOMENT FOR A DREAM,
THEY ROW YOU GENTLY DOWN THE STREAM
YOU WAKE UP ANGRY IN THE NIGHT, JUMP UP, READY FOR A FIGHT
BUT THE WAR IS NEVER WON ON THIS SIDE OF THE SUN
NOW THEY TELL ME MUSIC CAN FREE A PERSON'S SOUL

SO I SING A SONG EVERYWHERE I GO
BUT IT'S NOT MUCH OIFFERENT THAN BEFORE
I'M STILL LOOKING FOR THE DOOR
I WONDER IF THERE IS ONE, ON THIS SIDE OF THE SUN