It's time for him to get up
But he won't until he's late
Then he coughs and yells, ‘Oh f**'
He bangs around and turns on all the lights and
Yells at me for misplacing the keys
That he always leaves some place he can't find
High Country, please let me dream
He slams the front door
and his truck coughs away
I have an hour until
It's still dark and the bed is now free
It's mine and not his
Not in a home that his mother owns
Stuck on some logging road
I'm saving, but until
High Country,
please let me dream of the High Country