Heading South (Live)

(We feelin' good tonight? I know I am)
He was a boy who was a dreamer and he flew so high and proud
In a world full of people out to cut his young ass down
No one ever understood a single word, he said
And they cast him to the wolves when he wasn't well and fed
But boys we've got a riser, a riser in our midst
And he will get the last laugh, it's the last thing he did
He used to roll around in that red dirt mud
But now he's skipping town and that riser's out for blood
(If you're with me Red Rock?)
Don't stop goin', goin' south
'Cause they'll let you play your music real damn loud
Don't stop headin', headin' south
They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth
(Thank you guys)
And that boy, he called his daddy to tell him what he did
As the masses screamed the lyrics of a messed up kid
And then he told that old man he was never coming back
To be cut down again in a town like that
Then he surely came to learn people come to watch you fall
But he's out to make a name and a fool out of 'em all
They'll never understand that boy and his kind
'Cause all they comprehend is a fucking dollar sign
So don't stop goin', goin' south
'Cause they'll let you play your music real damn loud
Don't stop headin', headin' south
They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth
(Ah, and if you're with us tonight, I can't thank you enough)
(I don't deserve any of you)
So don't stop goin', goin' south (goin' south)
'Cause they'll let you play your music real damn loud
Don't stop headin', headin' south (headin' south)
They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth
(Thank you guys so much for sittin' through the cold for me)
(I really appreciate it)