Should've been a lawman, diamond in hand with a radical creed
Should've punched clocks on the beers and the docks makin' concrete
I've seen ships down in Savannah left their ivory sails soar
I could've gotten used to life it seems
Could've been a doctor livin' in a mansion, rich as I'd be
Could've had a fast car, young blonde girlfriend all for free
I like to think in some town far away there'd be a man like I am now
He would feel that he was losin' touch, lost too much
High in the country
Where the skies are blue
High in the country
Where I dream of you
Well I'm down with the devil, I'm down with the saints
I'm layin' on thick, fresh coats of paint
Take it all back, take it all back, Jack
She never loved a damn thing, never lost faith
I would die a thousand deaths to end up in her lovin' arms
Every chance I had I threw away, I spent everyday
High in the country
Where the skies are blue
High in the country
Where I dream of you
Where I dream of you
As I dream of you
High in the country
Where the strong wind blew
High in the country
Where I dream of you
Still I dream of you