Lyrics

North Of Forty

The world looks different on my side of the map, there’s gravel runnin’ under your wheels.
You never think you’ll make it back to a four lane road.
On my side of town there’s honky-tonks– killin’ everything you feel
There’s no straight shot to the blacktop – not for me.

North of forty – it’s hard to believe I found my way like some fallin’ leaf,
Blowing on backroads, caught on a breeze, mile posts flyin’ forty-one, two, three.
No one thought I’d make it – not even me.
North of forty.

Well the Devil’s after me since I was a kid, no sense telling a lie,
This heart on my sleeve hid by ink I’ve outgrown.
I seem to find all the losing kind, lined up on long empty nights.
There’s no right side of the tracks – not for me.

North of forty – it’s hard to believe I found my way like some fallin’ leaf,
Blowing on backroads, caught on a breeze, mile posts flyin’ forty-one, two, three.
No one thought I’d make it – not even me.
North of forty.

Some days I wanted to stop and just let go,
But without that path I’d be on a different road - north of forty

North of forty – it’s hard to believe I found my way like some fallin’ leaf,
Blowing on backroads, caught on a breeze, mile posts flyin’ forty-one, two, three.
No one thought I’d make it – not even me.
North of forty.
North of forty
North of forty