Heading South Karaoke by Zach Bryan

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 dreamer's out for blood

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