Lyrics:

I was born and raised
Kissed by a wild rose
Carried up on a mountain top
Under a half moon glow
Out in the High Country
High Country

Out in the High Country
Back to dust I go

Saint Peter's name is Poncho
Pancho's a real good friend
He said he'd let me peak in the Pearly Gates
If I show him where I've been
Out in the High Country
Everybody knows
You wanna find yourself
Find yourself a wild rose

The queen died in her castle
The world cried in its sleep
So I bottled up some piece of mind
I'm gonna sell it on the street
Out in the High Country
High Country

Out in the High Country
Everybody knows
You wanna find yourself
Find yourself a wild rose