You're from the family that moved in up the valley
It's lucky i picked you up and not somebody else
We'll have to turn inland there's been a landslide at the quarry
Though i say it myself you couldn't have better help
If you found yourself losing your way though here
You can still see the moon
Though it's the middle of the morning
You can smell the clay
Like i say, you can count yourself lucky
Not many people know this way
Let's turn off for a minute, i've seen something
Let's take a look now
Hold on tight, this stretch has needed fixing for years
Over there i knew it, can read these roads like a book now
If you drive them every day
In the last half hour a lot of cars have been through here
You can still see the moon
Though it's the middle of the morning
You can smell the clay
Like i say, you can count yourself lucky
Not many people know this way
Here we are
On a hill over there
See all the cars parked in a field
And the crowd walking down the fenceline
You can still see the moon
Though it's the middle of the morning
You can smell the clay
Like i say, you can count yourself lucky
Not many people know this way
Remember where we left the car
Remember where we left the car
Remember it's a white valiant
Remember it's a white valiant
Writer(s): Donald Bain Mcglashan
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