Lyrics:

Back in the woods under ashes there is a stone
That says he was here a long time ago
I wonder if he'll ever pass this way again
But I know that no one ever goes home again
I'm crossing over county lines
I'm tired of drinking three-two beer
I'm crossing over in my mind
Forget about the last five years
Back in the woods along a dirt track there is a house
An old woman on the porch with three dogs, one of them blind
Who knows what will happen, or what blind dogs see
And I wish there was some place I really wanted to be
I'm crossing over county lines
I'm tired of drinking three-two beer
I'm crossing over in my mind
Forget about the last five years
Back in the woods along a dirt track there is a house
An old woman on the porch with three dogs, one of them blind
Who knows what will happen, or what blind dogs see
I wish there was some place I really wanted to be
I'm crossing over (x4)