County Line

My old man's word, it never really hurt
Then it hit me like stone, it was too late
A young girl's heart, nearly tore it apart
So, easy to walk, out of this place

Well, I've seen them come and go
And head on down the line
We keep on changin' home
'cause were givin' them our mind
We'll always turn around, on that county line

Runnin' in place, I can't even taste
The whiskey I drank
My old man's word, it never really hurt
Then it hit me like stone, it was too late
A young girl's heart, nearly tore it apart
So, easy to walk, out of this place

Well, I've seen them come and go
And head on down the line
We keep on changin' home
'cause were givin' them our mind
We'll always turn around, on that county line

Runnin' in place, I can't even taste
The whiskey I drank, with this weed, right
This prison of pain, is like a rich man's cocaine
I just need a train, to get me out of this place

'Cause I've seen them come and go
And head on down the line
What I'd give to be Georgia bound
Ridin' old number 93
Always turn around, on that county line

Maybe, it was that house I was raised in
And the pleasure of 93
Maybe, it's all of my blood
And the ground, I'd give anything to see
But I always turn around, on that county line