High Country - Canaan Smith

Out on a mountain two lane

Runnin' from a heartbreak

Headin' where the phone don’t work

Little time in the woods might do me some good

Maybe help me get my mind off her

It’s the closest damn thing to a cure

It’s hard to be low in high country

(It's hard to be low in high country)

It’s hard to feel blue with grass so green

(Even though she ain’t coming back)

When I’m tucked up in a pine tree

Them hard times, they can’t find me

It’s hard to be low in high country

It’s hard to be low in high country

It’s hard to be low in high country

I might take it to the river, maybe catch a little dinner

Latr on, I’m gonna cook it on the fire

Drinking clear corn liquor

Tryna find th Little Dipper

Then trace it with my finger in the sky

She’s the furthest thing from my mind

It’s hard to be low in high country

(It's hard to be low in high country)

It’s hard to feel blue with grass so green

(Even though she ain’t coming back)

When I’m tucked up in a pine tree

Them hard times, they can’t find me

It’s hard to be low in high country

High country

It’s hard to be low in high country

(It's hard to be low in high country)

It’s hard to feel blue with grass so green

(Even though she ain’t coming back)

Where there’s nothing to remind me

Of goodbyes where you’ll find me

It’s hard to be low in high country

It’s hard to be low in high country

It’s hard to be low in high country

It’s hard to be low in high country

It’s hard to be low in high country

Let’s get high