A hill so high

This song was written about the Long Man of Wilmington, or Wilmington man.

The origins of the figure are a mystery but I like to think that the spirit of the early settlers in this land somehow lingers on in the minds of those who look upon this lonely figure on an English hillside.

I am the man whose giant shape is carved upon an English hill so high
I am the man who left his mark upon this land
I am the man who stood the test of time, two thousand years have passed me by
And here I stand, I am the man

Chorus;
I felled the trees to clear these fields
With pastures green for sheep and cow
To sow my seed the ground I tilled
I worked this land with ox and plough
And here I stand, I am the man

I am the man who took up arms to drive invaders from this sacred isle
I am the man who spilled their blood upon this land
I am the man who fought with wolf and bear to save the lamb and spare the child
And here I stand, I am the man

Chorus

I am the man who worshiped ancient gods before you came with cross and church
I am the man who found his faith was in this land
I am the man who built great monuments to sun and moon and mother earth
And here I stand, I am the man

Chorus

But now I'm just a symbol of a way of life that used to be
I am the man who stands alone here in this land
And to you passing by my being here is just a mystery
But here I stand, I am the man