How far can a man stretch a dollar?
I thought as I counted my pay.
I told myself over and over,
There must be some other way.
No light at the end of the tunnel,
The whole world is falling apart.
And I need this load on my shoulder,
Like I need a hole in my heart.
Chorus:
I'm gonna move way back in the mountains,
Build a cabin nobody can find.
I'm gonna move way back in the mountains,
I'm gonna leave this old city behind.
How does a man hold a woman,
When he's standing on unsteady ground?
She's wantin' things I can't give her;
Things that make her world go round.
I'm tradin' this microwave oven,
For a cast iron pot-bellied stove.
If all I can make is a livin',
Hey, I should have moved back a long time ago.
[repeat chorus]
I'm gonna move way back in the mountains,
Build a cabin nobody can find.