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Lions and Tigers and Lions (Tiny Dancers) · Simply 4Him (4Him) · The Best of 4Him: Platinum Series (4Him) · Triple Feature: 4Him/Face the Nation/The Basics of Life (4Him) · Mouth to Mouth (Lipps, Inc.) · Mouth to Mouth [Bonus Tracks] (The Levellers) · Mouth by Mouth (His Name Is Alive) · Mouth by Mouth [Bonus Track] (His Name Is Alive) · Mouth to Mouth (The Levellers) · Mouth to Mouth (The Levellers) – and 90 other albums »


the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
Livin' without that man in her home 

Every time I start to see this woman, 
He's in the corner growlin' or layin' down 
Every time I start to see this
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By mysterious spectre

He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in
pretty young mouth 

But that was a gay happy winter 
We carved on a cradle of pine 
By the fire in that neat little cabin 
And I sang with that gay
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in
divided we fall
Stand up for your right and pure in your want
Keep it in your mind and lock it in your thoughts

[Chorus]
By the river of Babylon
He lives in me
Hallelujah, He lives in me

You’re the one who conquers giants
You’re the one who calls out kings
You shut the mouths of lions
You tell
high 

Hang on to your life [repeat x11] 

They gaped upon me with their mouths 
As a ravening and a roaring lion 
I am poured out like water
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
By faith
Daniel trusted God even in the lion's den
By faith
Those kitties' mouths were shut and Dan walked out again

I wanna be, I wanna be in that
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
off of my children's feet
Food out of their mouths
Yesterday my folks offered to help
But they're barely gettin' by themselves

I got a strong back,
can't wait to lay them down
My savior
Can't wait to see you in that sweet old by and by
Oh
The clock is tickin'
We're runnin' out of time
What I've
heroes

The great muddy waters and howling wolf
Said a whole lot of livin' in a blues song
I'd take me all day namin' all the names
So many fellas who
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
As I walked along 
The supposed golden path 
I was confronted
By a mysterious specter
he pointed to the graveyard 
over on yonder hill
I paused
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in
around
Cause I don't come in like no lion just to go out like a lamb
I'm three times seven baby that makes twenty-one
Well I love on sight and I fly by
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in