Grin from Revelry by The Shady Street Show Band

Sittin’, drinkin’, thinkin’ ‘bout what be.
That something’s never drunk’n before.
Laughin’ while the crowd that surrounds me,
Seems to greet me through their lavish décor.

Flittin’ ‘bout a sea of delusion.
Fightin’ while the spirit gives in.
Soarin’ down the hatchet to freedom,
And suddenly the world starts to spin.

CHORUS
And I grin. And I grin.
And I grin as the birds keep on singing.
And I smile. Oh I smile.
And I smile as the bird’s keep on swinging.

If that’s the way they all keep on movin’
Keep groovin’ ‘bove the silk laden ground.
No one wants to think about landin’.
Fear the silk will tear all the way down.

Wonderin’ why they all keep on laughin’
Wing’s a flappin’ after wells run dry.
Party pointed towards that horizon,
Ain’t surprising everyone wants to fly.

Got to stay high! Got to stay high!
High ‘bove the clouds. Up through the crowd.
Trying to keep both my feet off the ground.
I stay high! Got to stay high!
High ‘bove the trees. Out with the breeze.
Flying out towards that big blue open sky.

CHORUS

• Americana
• Rock
• Rock and Soul
• Soul
• rhythm & blues
• Red Bank