Heading South (Live)

We feelin' good tonight?
I know I am

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
He used to roll around in that red dirt mud
But now he's skipping town
And that risers out for blood

Are you with me Red Rocks?

Don't stop going, (going south)
Because they'll let you play that music, (real damn loud)
Don't stop heading, (heading south)
They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth

Thank you guys

And that boy he called his daddy, to tell him what he did
As the masses screamed the lyrics of a (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
Because all they comprehend is a (fucking dollar sign)

So don't stop going, going south
Because they'll let you play your music, real damn loud
Don't stop heading, heading south
They'll understand the words that are pouring from your mouth

God, If you're with us tonight
I can't thank you enough, I don't deserve any of ya

So don't stop going, (going south)
Because they'll let you play your music, (real damn loud)
Don't stop heading, (heading south) (heading south)
They'll understand the words that are pouring from your mouth

Thank you guys so much for sitting through the cold for me
I really appreciate it