County line, I’m counting down Mailboxes until my house This place had a heartbeat in its day Vail bought the mountains And nothing was the same
Yes, the boys are drunk, the sun is high Their license plates Live Free or Die But it just ain’t that simple, it never was We’ll drink to New Year’s Then they’ll leave me to clean up
One day I’m gonna cut it clear Ride like Paul Revere And when they ask me who I am I’ll say, “I’m not from around here”
I’ll leave before the road crew’s out Before, those joggers looking way too proud And I’ll turn up the music And I’ll forget until it ends That I’m not ready to let go yet
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One day I’m gonna cut it clear Ride like Paul Revere And when they ask me who I am I’ll just pretend I didn’t hear
It’s typical, I fear Folks just disappear And when they ask me who I am I’ll say, “I’m not from around here”
I’ll say, “I’m not from around here”
But I’m in my car And I see the yard The patch of grass Where we buried the dog
And the world makes sense Behind a chain link fence If I could leave, I would’ve already left
But I’m in my car And I see the yard The patch of grass Where we buried the dog
And the world makes sense Behind a chain link fence If I could leave, I would’ve already left
