Sitting On Top Of The World Sitting On top of the world - Andy Roberts Havering Folk Club I’m sitting on top of the world playing a tune on my pipe, for the sheep down below
sitting on top of the world
I’m feeling the wind in my face I can stay here all day I’ve found the right place sitting on top of the world, on top of the world —- Nine hundred and five meters above the sea where the sheep and all wear bells and the lizards run free sitting on top of the world I’ve eaten my rations on high mussels and peppers and real spanish cider
While sitting on top of the world
On the way up I had doubts Wondering how to get where I am now From coping with fear to living without On top of the world —- if today is a feast tomorrow could be fast when things are this good you know they can’t last but right now I’m sitting on top of the world
