Get Down

Allan Taylor · American Album / Cajun Moon [2000]

He was young and he was proud

He was strong and unafraid

And he walked alone where others feared to tread

And all the treasures of the land

He could hold them in his hand

And where others always followed he would lead



But when the others came to lead

They were driven on by greed

And they forced him to believe his way was wrong

In his simple way he tried

But his spirit slowly died

And he knew his weary journey had begun



And he had to get down, get down on the ground

He had to get down and leave his pride behind



And he had to come to terms

With the things he had to learn

And his innocence destroyed itself with age

Now when he stopped to turn around

The path was nowhere to be found

And he was guided like a puppet on a stage



And the proud and noble savage

Took his turn at being scared

Whereas before he never knew the taste of fear

He had to grovel in the sand

And hold an open hand

For he knew within the end was drawing near



And he had to get down, get down on the ground

He had to get down and leave his pride behind



And he cried aloud with pain

For to walk in the light again

And he begs for someone close to lend an ear

And he's turned the other cheek

But now he's much too weak

And no one stops to listen though they hear



And now an age has passed away

And we are left to pay

For the wrongs inflicted on this man

And if the burden weighs us down

We'll have to kneel upon the ground

And pray for forgiveness from this man



Cos he had to get down, get down on the ground

He had to get down and leave his pride behind



We'd better get down, get down on the ground

We'd better get down and leave our pride behind