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
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
I would’ve already left
