

Rusty swing on the front porch gate
Same old map in a brand new state
Dirt road curves where the willows lean
Prettiest place that I've ever seen
Oh, the county line
is calling out my name
(calling me home)
There's a
gold light on the water tank
Green grass on the river bank
Every friendly face on Main Street knows
Exactly where this high road goes (yeah!)
Old-timer waving from his pickup truck
Wishing us a little bit of hometown luck
Corner store serves the coldest sweet tea
This is where my spirit runs free There's a
gold light on the water tank
Green grass on the river bank
Every friendly face on Main Street knows
Exactly where this high road goes
(down home!)
Where the high road goes...
Yeah, it always leads me home
(back home)