One, two, three, four,
Drinking whiskey got me thinkin'
As the sun was setting low
I got another day tomorrow in these mountains all alone
In the forest, running wild, wind would whisper as it blows
I spent my time here as a child in Idaho.
Looking up at the swaying trees and I can hear them talking to me
Assuring me that I am not alone
Oh flattering yellow leaves, slowly fall from the aspen trees
Oh it's showing me Directions where to go
And I don't know
I don't know, if there's another place that I could call my home.
Oh Idaho, idaho, well it's where I come from, where I've grown.
Always wondered what it'd be like, get a taste of that city life.
When I got there it seemed so clear to me
I had to trade in all these buildings for old pine trees
And the endless mountains and the reservoir
Red tail foxes and a liquor store
Oh The fireplaces, the hat shop
And it's taken years for me to finally understand.
I don't know
I don't know, if there's another place I could call my home.
Oh Idaho, idaho, well it's where I come from, where I've grown.
Oh and I don't know
I don't know, if there's another place that I could call my home.
Oh Idaho, idaho, well it's where I come from, where I've grown.
Oh it's where I was planted and where I've grown.