Holy Rollers Lyrics - Oh Man, Cover The Ground - Shana Cleveland

What's that sound all down the road, 

Of the dry (crinkled?) stone 

Said goodbye, (sol?) afternoon, 

In a window with the sun coming through. 

You're slow and rising wave, 

In a field, your bodies wave. 

Kissing what people say 

No-o-o way, no way. 

Ho-oly Ro-olle-ers, 

Getting up when it's over. 

Let them under, 

Those fields of clover.