Lyrics

I used to dream about the county line
With no particular place in mind
My bags were packed before I finished school

My new diploma, old guitar
I wondered if I'd get that far
Broke, and broke the rules
I left those fools

My cap and gown blew out the bed of my truck
I never turned around, nobody had time to wish me luck

And I got lost on that road
And getting lost brought me home
In finding you I found a friend
And I won?t get lost on that road again

My life outside these rolling hills
Spent time chasing honky tonk thrills
Hot stage lights, cold tequila nights
The crooked bar owners and parking lot fist fights

Yeah, liars around the world are all the same
One thing I learned
At least back home you know their names

And I got lost on that road
And getting lost brought me home
In finding you I found a friend
And I won?t get lost on that road again

This old tire swing, this creaky porch
This new wedding ring for the girl next door
I had no idea that you?d be here for me
Now I?m trapped in this old town?and I never felt so free

And I got lost on that road
And getting lost brought me home
In finding you I found a friend
And I won?t get lost on that road again

?I used to dream about the county line?