Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ridgetop, artist - Jesse Colin Young.
Date of issue: 05.02.2001
Song language: English
Ridgetop |
Well, I live on a ridgetop |
And, Lord knows, I like it just fine |
Where it’s windy and foggy |
And quiet most all the time |
Yeah, my lawn is pine needles |
And my driveway is old funky dirt |
And my front pathway markers |
Are pieces of granite and chert |
Now, my taxes are high |
But I don’t believe it’s a sin |
I’ve got hundred foot pine trees |
That just love to dance in the wind |
And a yard full of bushes |
That turn into pie in July |
Between blue jays and hoot owls |
I’ve got twenty-four hour singing sky |
Now, when I built my house |
I cut six trees to clear out the land |
But there’s thirty or more left |
And you know that they’re gonna stand |
It’s a squirrel sanctuary |
They think this woods is their home |
And as long as I’m here |
I’ll make sure people leave us all alone |
Yes, the hill that I live on is steep |
And the road’s full of ruts |
And the people who live in the flatlands |
Think we folks are nuts |
But the ruts in my road and the curves |
Keep the tourists at bay |
And it’s lonesome and peaceful |
And you know I like it that way |
Now, I work in the city |
I think my job is a gas |
And I know it’s good for me |
To travel and get off my a** |
But the nervous parts of each trip |
Is the Golden Gate Bridge |
And the road like a snake |
That will lead me back home to my ridge |
Ah, I live on a ridgetop |
Yes, I live on a ridgetop |
And I like it |
And I like it. |