Heading South (Live)

We feelin' good tonight? I know I am 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 if 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 risers out for blood Are you with me Red Rocks? Don't stop going, (going south) Because they'll let you play that music, (real damn loud) Don't stop heading, (heading 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 them all They'll never understand that boy and his kind Because all they comprehend is a (fucking dollar sign) So don't stop going, going south Because they'll let you play your music, real damn loud Don't stop heading, heading south They'll understand the words that are pouring from your mouth God, If you're with us tonight I can't thank you enough, I don't deserve any of ya So don't stop going, (going south) Because they'll let you play your music, (real damn loud) Don't stop heading, (heading south) (heading south) They'll understand the words that are pouring from your mouth Thank you guys so much for sitting through the cold for me I really appreciate it