Lyrics

High up in the mountains cutting the timbers down All I do from dusk to dawn is follow that mule around I had no intentions of staying away this long But I guess I won't be home 'til I'm dead and gone Picked peaches down in Georgia, cotton in Tennessee Trying to make a livin's going to be the death of me So if you want to find me just look where the wind has blown Hun, I won't be home 'til I'm dead and gone Chorus Go find another fella if you want to I won't say you ever done me wrong This of heart ain't nothing to hold onto Hun, I won't be home 'til I'm dead and gone Instrumental break Up here in these tall pines leanin' into the wind Doing my best to catch my breath 'till I hit the road again The only thing I know how to do is keep on rambling on I guess I won't be home 'til I'm dead and gone Go find another fella if you want to I won't say you ever done me wrong This of heart ain't nothing to hold onto Hun, I won't be home 'til I'm dead and gone There's a great big shade tree shadowing the stones Where I want you to lay me down to rest my weary bones There ain't really nowhere else in this earth I belong Guess I won't be home 'til I'm dead and gone Go find another fella if you want to I won't say you ever done me wrong This of heart ain't nothing to hold onto Hun, I won't be home 'til I'm dead and gone Hun, I won't be home 'til I'm dead and gone Instrumental to end