[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
 
County line, I

'm countin' do

wn
 
Mailboxes unti

l my house
              
This place had

             
 a heartbeat i

        
n it's day
              
Vail bought th

             
e mountains, a

              
nd nothing was

          
 the same
          
Yes, the boys 

are drunk, the

 sun is high
       
Their license 

plates "Live F

ree or Die"
              
But it just ai

             
n't that simpl

              
e, it never wa

  
s
              
We'll drink 't

             
il New Year's,

              
 then they'll 

              
leave me to cl


ean up


[Chorus]
             
One day, I'm g

            
onna cut it cl


ear
              
Ride like Paul

    
 Revere
              
And, when they

              
 ask me who I 


am
              
I'll say, "I'm

             
 not from arou

    
nd here"


[Verse 2]
      
I'll leave bef

ore the road c

rew's out
              
Before those j


oggers looking

 way too proud
              
And I'll turn 

        
up the music
             
And I'll forge

t
             
Until it ends,

              
 that I'm not 

              
ready to let g


o yet


[Chorus]
             
One day, I'm g

            
onna cut it cl


ear
              
Ride like Paul

    
 Revere
              
And, when they

              
 ask me who I 


am
             
I'll just pret

              
end I didn't h


ear
            
It's typical, 

   
I fear
              
Folks just dis

   
appear
              
And, when they

              
 ask me who I 


am
              
I'll say, "I'm

             
 not from arou

                  
nd here"


[Post-Chorus]
             
 I'll say, "I'

             
m not from aro

     
und here"


[Outro]
            
But I'm in my 

car
            
And I see the 


yard
              
The patch of g

             
rass where we 

             
buried the dog
              
And the world 

 
makes sense
           
Behind a chain

#
-link fence
             
If I could lea

              
ve, I would've

             
 already left
            
But I'm in my 

car
            
And I see the 


yard
              
The patch of g

             
rass where we 

             
buried the dog
              
And the world 

 
makes sense
           
Behind a chain

#
-link fence
             
If I could lea

              
ve, I would've

             
 already left
             
 I would've al

       
ready left


[Ending]
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