Across the County Line

[Verse] Dusty roads and faded signs, Rusty barns and weathered pines, A land where time just slips away, Fields of green and skies of slate gray. [Verse 2] Grandma's quilts hung on the line, Grandpa's clock still ticks in time, Front porch rocking, sweet tea in hand, The simple joys of a country stand. [Chorus] We find our way across the county line, Where the city lights don't ever shine. Small town hearts and open skies, That's where my roots will always lie. [Verse 3] Church bells ringing Sunday morn', Rows of corn and fields of corn, Lovers’ lanes and old dirt paths, Memories that forever last. [Chorus] We find our way across the county line, Where the city lights don't ever shine. Small town hearts and open skies, That's where my roots will always lie. [Bridge] Maybe someday I'll roam afar, But I'll never stray too far from where you are, In these woods, where love remains, In the echoes of your name.