Letras
A little south of county line
A little outside my frame of mind
With nothing left to hold onto
These nowhere roads all look the same
And each one crosses a memory lane
And on each corner I find another piece of you
If you're wonderin' if you're haunting me
Well of course you do, my dear
If you're wonderin' if your ghost still surrounds me
Take a good look around and find you near
An open road, a station change
A paneled dive bar that looks the same
Never been so on the move
A few new friends to kill the time
Whiskey wasn't a friend of mine
That's the last piece I have left of you
If you're wonderin' if you're haunting me
Well of course you do, my dear (my dear)
If you're wonderin' if your ghost still surrounds me
Take a good look around and find you near
If you're wonderin' if you're haunting me
Well of course you do, my dear (my dear)
If you're wonderin' if your ghost still surrounds me
Take a good look around and find you near
South of county line