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Lyrics: Quinns, The. C-side Rock.

:
so my feet touch the sand

in the southern land

and the sun's in our eyes

out of the brightest side



what you see is a vision

A sweet intermission

song to lay down

on the south side of town



so your hands feel the breeze

coming through the palm trees

the soft sign of peace

is the sand benieth your feet



we can stand on the wall

and walk down but don't fall in

the water might be brown

(yeah) down in c-side town



(yeah) we talkin' c-side rock

from the south side block

(yeah) we talkin' c-side rock

(what's that) from the south side block



well my shirts off the bay(?)

and the fishermen stare

they try to catch a few fish

(yeah) to feed a family full of kids



we are part of a system

a long list of people

have come before

down to the south side shores



(yeah) we talkin' c-side rock

from the south side block

(yeah) we talkin' c-side rock

(what's that) oh from the south side block



c-side rock

we talkin' c-side rock

oh the c-side rock

(what's that?)

(what's that?)



i said walk with me

where the sky meets the sea

i said walk with me

where the sky meets the sea



it's my fault i've forgotten

that some things might be rotten

on the south side of town

(yeah) lift your eyes from the ground



(yeah) we talkin' c-side rock

from the south side block

(yeah) we talkin' c-side rock

(what's that what's that) from the south side block



(yeah-eah) what's the c-side rock now

from the south side block

(what's that-what's that-what's that)

from the south side block
Quinns, The