Low in the mountains,
high in the pines
Hillbillies drinkin' from a paper cup
Goin' to the place where
my dreams fill up
Jacked up on the highway line
Low in the mountains, high in the pines
Low in the mountains, high in the pines
I wish I could leave you far behind
Wish I could leave you far behind
Well,
the devil's playin' on the mandolin
He said, kick off your shoes and come on in
If Jesus woulda jumped from
the mountainside
The angels woulda caught him
high in the pines
Low in the mountains, high in the pines
I wish I could leave you far behind
Wish I could leave you far behind
I've been stuck in
the mud on a Friday night
Tie a red bandana to
a rusted tailpipe
Dreamin' about Tobacco Road
All the people I've seen
and the trouble I know
All the trouble I've seen
and the people I know
Low in the mountains, high in the pines
Wish I could leave you far behind
I wish I could leave you far behind
I've been to Overton, Boston town
I sure like to see you
when the sun goes down
I've been to Woodville,
Beaumont too
But I've never met anybody
quite like you
Never met anybody quite like you
Low in the mountains, high in the pines
I wish I could leave you far behind
Wish I could leave you far behind
I wish I could have done like Jesus did
Could have been a high roller and
a ramblin' kid
Honeysuckle shinin' in your golden hair
I'm dreamin' about you but
I'm goin' nowhere
Dreamin' about you but
I'm goin' nowhere you