Paul Revere (with Gregory Alan Isakov)

County line, I'm countin' down

Mailboxes until my house

This place had a heartbeat in its day

Vail bought the mountains, and nothing was the same

Yeah, the boys are drunk, the sun is high

The license plates "Live Free or Die"

It just ain't that simple; it never was

We'll drink 'til New Year's, then they'll leave me to clean up

One day, I'm gonna cut it clear

Ride like Paul Revere

And, when they ask me who I am

I'll say, "I'm not from around here"

I'll leave before the road crew's out

Before those joggers, looking way too proud

We'll turn up the music and I'll forget

Until it ends that I'm not ready to let go yet

One day, I'm gonna cut it clear

Ride like Paul Revere

And when they ask me who I am

I'll just pretend I didn't hear

It's typical, I fear

Folks just disappear

And when they ask me who I am

I'll say, "I'm not from around here"

I'll say, "I'm not from around here"

But I'm in my car, and I see the yard

The patch of grass where we buried the dog

And the world makes sense behind the chain-link fence

If I could leave, I would've already left

But I'm in my car, and I see the yard

And the patch of grass where we buried the dog

And the world makes sense behind the chain-link fence

If I could leave, I would've already left

I would've already left