Stander On The Mountain Lyrics
B. R. HornsbyAnd he stands at the banquet room barLooking over the crowdThe reunion band playing too loudAnd he sees his fellow old starLooks him up and downSees a little of himself in his frownThe stander on the mountainLooking for the fountain to drink some, to think someAbout the old daysKing of the mountainNothing could be found of the old ways, the old daysWhen he was the oneAnd the stander on the mountain runsLet us sit and talk of old timesThat's what we're supposed to doAnd you don't look a day over thirty-twoYes we were so funny and wildThere's an old friend of mineSays I'm looking back most all the timeAnd the stander on the mountainListens to the sound of the city streets, the lonely heatThe town he once ownedKing of the mountainNothing could be found of the old ways, the old daysWhen he was the oneAnd the stander on the mountain runsKing of the hill runs awayOh she's knocking on your door tonightOh she wants to see if she remembers rightSay won't you come outside tonightAlrightThey drive to the lookout on the hillAnd when it was overThey sat there and looked backTomorrow was way in the distanceTomorrow was a long time awayNobody thought much about itAnd there's nothing wrong if we live for todayI recall when you filled it on upAnd you bowed to the crowdThe girls in the short skirts screaming loudThe stander on the mountainLooking for the fountain to drink some, to think someAbout the old daysBig man around townNothing could be found of the old ways, the old daysWhen he was the oneAnd the stander on the mountain runs
Bruce Hornsby Stander On The Mountain
