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

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

Then that boy, he called his daddy

to tell him what he did

As the masses scream the lyrics of the messed up kid

And then he told that old man he was never coming back

To be cut down again in a town like that

Then he surely came to learn people

come to watch you fall

But he's out to make a name and a fool out of them all

They'll never understand, that boy and his kind

'Cause all they comprehend is a fuckin' 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 pourin' 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

They will understand the words

that are pourin' from your mouth