Sometimes I go walkin' just to get away.  So much on my mind but so little to say.  I would tell you how i felt if i thought you would know.  But then I look at your world and I see that mine ain't so.  There's a place up on the hill with a long stone wall.  Sometimes in my mind I feel my spirit it call for me to come back home no matter what my will.  Sometimes I find myself back in Chapel Hill.

Chapel on the hill baby, I think I will maybe, travel to the hill lady, to get my fill.

Got the Old Well straight ahead, Silent Sam to the right.  Two lovers kiss under a tree know where she's sleeping tonight.  Hit Pepper's Pizza for a slice walking down Franklin Street.  Pass the lady selling flowers Hari Krishna's kick their beat.  Sip a summer on the patio at Top Of The Hill.  With all these ladies passing by I might forget my bill.

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And when Spring rolls round again once again I am free.  Then I sit and think about what this town means to me.  If I put into words, there'd be something you'd miss.  I think Chuck said it best and it went something like this.  "It's not the bell or the well or the long stone wall. Or those crisp October nights that come 'round every fall. It's cause this place is as it was meant to be..." or maybe it's just all the pretty ladies.

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