Hailing from a long line
The faithful sinking
We lost a local light
He was heading home round
Someone drinking
Caught him on the left side
Counting my steps I'm getting dull
Caught him dead in the headlights
Still kicking dust I'm spinning
Down the Mason-Dixie line
Pack my bags I'm heading home
Are you ready or not
And you sit there
Started in my hometown
Nothing wrong with dreams
I wanna go for mine
You were in a big fight
They cut you open
And left you out to sun dry
Don't fight wait my head It's getting dull
At a quarter to midnight
Still kicking dust I'm spinning
Down the Mason-Dixie line
Pack my bags I'm heading home now
You ready or not
And you sit there
