High low, high low
I've been making the rounds
High in July
And in October back on the ground
Seventeen new ways
Just sit right back and count the days
Watch my number win
And keep the wolves from getting in
And I don't believe
That I'm gonna sell my soul
But I don't believe that I am strong
I'm gonna sit right back
Make a new plan
And then watch it all go wrong
High low, high low
I'm on my way around
I've been here before I know
Cause I recognize that lonely sound
I have no way
To turn around and save the day
I'm finally at ease
So I'll lay it down whereever I please