[Intro] Am  F  C  G 
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He was a boy who was a dreamer and he flew so high and proud
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In a world full of people out to cut his young ass down
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No one ever understood a single word he said
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And they cast him to the wolves when he wasn’t well and fed

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But boys we’ve got a riser, a riser in our midst
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And he will get the last laugh if it’s the last thing he did
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And he used to roll around in that red dirt mud
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But now he’s skipping town and that riser’s out for blood

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[Refrão]

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Don’t stop goin’, goin’ south
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Cuz’ they’ll let you play your music real d-mn loud
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Don’t stop headin’, headin’ south
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They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth

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And that boy called his daddy to tell him what he did
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That the masses screamed the lyrics of a messed up kid
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And then he told his old man he was never coming back
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To be cut down again in a town like that

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And he surely came to learn people come to watch you fall
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He's out to make a name and a fool out of 'em all
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And they’ll never understand that boy and his kind
      Am             F           C            G
Cuz’ all they comprehend is a fuckin' dollar sign

[Refrão]

           Am   F        C     G
Don’t stop goin’, goin’ south
              Am                F     C         G    
Cuz’ they’ll let you play your music real d-mn loud
           Am     F           C     G
Don’t stop headin’, headin’ south
          Am              F               C                G
They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth