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Wheatland County Line (Acoustic Version)

6. Further Down The Way

04:11
Marcia Hayden Hendrick

Lyrics

Crows are pecking at the corn out in the field                                                            
I ought to get down on my hands and knees and join them                                 
Things have gotten tight                                                                                                      
I remember what you said baby when I left                                                                
You wouldn’t hang around up on some shelf                                                             
And you meant it                                                                                                                    
You said your last goodbye                                                                                                 
And it’s cold out on the road tonight                                                                              
 
Why do I end up leaving                                                                                              
When there’s more than one reason to stay                                                      
Why do I keep on believing                                                                                        
Life is better                                                                                                                      
Further down the way                                                                                                  
 
A man with money at a local bar                                                                                       
Kept buying me drinks saying I’d go far in business                                                  
He would hire me on                                                                                                             
I thought about it some and I turned him down                                                        
No nine-to-five beats running around                                                                           
I’ll keep moving                                                                                                                       
Keep getting gone                                                                                                                  
Cause that’s the job of a fulltime vagabond                                                                                        
 
Why do I end up leaving                                                                                              
When there’s more than one reason to stay                                                      
Why do I keep on believing                                                                                        
Life is better                                                                                                                      
Further down the way
 
I’ve got ten more miles to my next destination                                                         
Gonna find some place where I can stay                                                                      
Another town where nobody knows me                                                                     
No memories getting in the way                                                                                      
 
Why do I end up leaving                                                                                              
When there’s too many reasons to stay                                                               
Why do I keep on believing                                                                                        
Life is better                                                                                                                      
Further down the way