Long Way Home (Live in the Country)

Running in the wrong direction

Isn't it a long way home

People with the wrong intentions

Isn't it a long way home

City, you are dying real slow

Country, you are calling me to go

Smokestacks, I don't need you no more

I'm gonna fly...

To where the sky meets the land

And the living is not planned

And the children can laugh just cause they're living

I'll send for you if you ever want me to

But you'll have to find a whole new way of giving

Running from the noise and poison

Isn't it a long way home

Wounded by a law man's toy gun

Isn't it a long way home

City, no more shadows to be seen

Country, all the sunshine you can dream

Smokestacks spew your sour-smelling steam

I'm gonna fly

To where the sky meets the land

And the living is not planned

And the children can laugh just cause they're living

I'll send for you if you ever want me to

But you'll have to find a whole new way of giving

Running from the noise and poison

Isn't it a long way home

Wounded by a law man's toy gun

Isn't it a long way home

Oh...live in the country...