County Line - Susto

Your bra tan bright in the windshield light

Your little mouth was moving just right

Speaking of when I burned your granddad’s boat shed down

At the county line

My county line ain’t far from yours

Don’t want to lay laws down at your door

Don’t need to waste all these wonder years

For a county line

I drank my fill but I lost my mind

Your long blue dress and your wandering eyes

I’ve been thinking of when we went stumbling to your house

In the middle of the night

My county line ain’t far from yours

Don’t want to lay laws down at your door

Don’t need to waste all these wonder years

All these wonder years

All these wonder years

For a county line

For a county line

For a county line

For a county line