He 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
And he used to roll around
in that red dirt mud
But now he’s skipping town and
that dreamers out for blood
Don’t stop goin’, goin’ south
'Cause they’ll let you play
your music real damn loud
Don’t stop headin’, headin’ south
'Cause they will understand the words
that are pouring from your mouth
And that dreamer called his daddy
to tell him what he did
As the masses screamed the
lyrics of a messed up kid
And then he told his daddy
he was never coming back
To be cut down again in a town like that
And then he surely came to learn
people come to watch you fall
But that dreamers out to make a name
and a fool out of ‘em all
And they’ll never understand
that boy and his kind
'Cause all they comprehend
is a worthless dollar sign
So don't stop goin', goin' south
'Cause they’ll let you play
your music real damn loud
Don’t stop headin’, headin’ south
'Cause they will understand the words
that are pouring from your mouth
Don’t stop goin’, goin’ south
Cause they'll let you play your music
Real damn loud
Don't stop headin, headin' south
'Cause they'll understand the words
That are pourin' from your mouth
