High In The Country

(álbum: Providence Canyon - 2018)

Should've been a lawman, diamond in hand with a radical creed
Should've punched clocks on the beers and the docks making concrete
I've seen ships down in Savannah left their ivory sails soar
I could've gotten used to life it seems
Could've been a doctor living in a mansion, rich as I'd be
Could've had a fast car, young blonde girlfriend all for free
I like to think in some town far away there'd be a man like I am now
He will feel that he was losing touch
Lost too much

High in the country
Where the skies are blue
High in the country
Where I dream of you

Well I'm down with the devil, I'm down with the saints
I'm laying on thick, fresh coats of paint
Take it all back, take it all back, Jack
She never loved a damn thing, never lost faith
I would die a thousand deaths to end up in her loving arms
Every chance I had I threw away
I spent every day

High in the country
Where the skies are blue
High in the country
Where I dream of you

Where I dream of you
As I dream of you

High in the country
Where the strong wind blew
High in the country
Where I dream of you

Still I dream of you