I had to leave the country Though there was some nice folk there And now I don't know where I'm going All I know is I'll hit the ground running Only cowboys and Southern gentlemen Betting women that will never mend They ride the roads as they bend As they bend to their dead ends I had to leave the country Though there was some nice folk there And now I don't know where I'm going All I know is that I'll hit the ground running I was raised in a pit of snakes Blink your eyes, I was raised on cake I couldn't memorize a century of slang Or learn to tell the same story again and again and again I had to leave the country Though there was some nice folk there And now I don't know where I'm going All I know is I'll hit the ground running The bitterness is a lowest sin A bitter man rots from within I've seen his smile, yellow and brown The bitterness has brought him down I had to leave the country Though there was some nice folks there And now I don't know where I'm going All I know to do is hit the ground running Hit the ground running Hit the ground running Hit the ground running