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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trigger Hippy
Trigger Hippy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joan Osborne
Joan Osborne
Composer
Nick Govrik
Nick Govrik
Composer
Steve Gorman
Steve Gorman
Composer

Lyrics

Walk on the summer gravel to toughen up your feet
Deep South is like the jungle, you become one with the heat
Clouds in the shape of women, their bodies soft and clean
Maybe they got the answer as to why I'm feeling so mean
I said, oh no I've been acting like a holy fool
Right now I think I should head on back to
The place that I was born for
A time where I belonged
You are the highest of the high
I want to know the reason why
My daddy, lost and lonely, my brother's in the weeds
Sometimes it makes me wonder if I got what anyone needs
Been walking on the drainpipe, one prayer is on my lips
Been holding on so tightly I believe I'm losing my grip
And I said, oh no I've been acting like a holy fool
Right now I think I should head on back to
A place that I was born for
A time where I belonged
You are the highest of the high
I want to know the reason why
You are the highest of the high
I want to know the reason why
You are the highest of the high
I want to know the reason why
Written by: Joan Osborne, Nick Govrik, Steve Gorman
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