

I crossed the county line on a Tuesday noon
radio playing something that don't exist
yet, too soon
Sheriff tipped his hat,
said "we don't need your kind"
I said "funny, your dead folks keep asking for mine" (hummmm)
Every county's got a line
and a reason to keep it clean
every county's got a story
buried under the in-between
Bone's asleep in the truck right now she needs the rest more
than I need the lead
Some towns pay us to leave before we start
some towns beg us,
hand over their heart
Either way the tape keeps running,
either way we find
there's always one more case just past the county line (hummmm)
Every county's got a line
and a reason to keep it clean
every county's got a story
buried under the in-between
Bone's asleep in the truck right now she needs the rest more
than I need the lead