Testo di Paul Revere (remix) (feat. Gregory Alan Isakov)

County line, I'm countin' down Mailboxes until my house This place had a heartbeat in its day Vail bought the mountains, and nothing was the same Yeah, 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 'til New Year's, then they'll leave me to the 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 We'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 And 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