Cleveland County Line

I was young, and dumb as I was young I swore I would never be the man I was becoming I told my mama, I ain't dyin in this town You spend all day running for nothing Til you end up in the ground I wanna go back, go back, go I caught the white horse, and I rode it north I was going by my middle name and singing for my work And I thought I'd make it, like old Neil Young Instead of dyin from the needle and the damage done I wanna go back, go back, go Back to Oklahoma, you can lay my body down Beneath the twisted pines You can cover up my name, you can carve it on my headstone There ain't nothin worth the leavin past the Cleveland County Line I met a waitress, at the edge of the earth She was smart and knew her way around a mini skirt She kept her secret, on an old syringe We kept the fires burnin the hero and the heroin I wanna go back, go back, go I took the air in Denver, still the fever came And I passed out in the Brewery Bar Tryin to drown the pain If there's any mercy in the savior's hands I was sent ten thousand angels down To take me home again I wanna go back, go back, go Back to Oklahoma, you can lay my body down Beneath the twisted pines You can cover up my name, you can carve it on my headstone There ain't nothin worth the leavin past the Cleveland County Line I made it into Noble, on a Greyhound bus Mama met me at the depo in my daddy's pickup truck She said you said it boy, we're all dyin in this town You spend all day running for nothin, til you end up the ground Don't you wanna go back, go back, go Back to Oklahoma, you can lay my body down Beneath the water table line You can cover up my name, you can carve it on my headstone There ain't nothin worth the leavin past the Cleveland County Line