Out on a mountain two-lane runnin' from a heartbreak Headin' where the phone don't work Little time in the woods might do me some good Maybe help me get my mind off her It's the closest damn thing to a cure It's hard to be low in high country (It's hard to be low in high country) It's hard to feel blue with grass so green (Even though she ain't coming back) When I'm tucked up in a pine tree Them hard times, they can't find me It's hard to be low in high country It's hard to be low in high country It's hard to be low in high country I might take it to the river, maybe catch a little dinner Later on, I'm gonna cook it on the fire Drinking clear corn liquor Tryna find the Little Dipper Then trace it with my finger in the sky She's the furthest thing from my mind It's hard to be low in high country (It's hard to be low in high country) It's hard to feel blue with grass so green (Even though she ain't coming back) When I'm tucked up in a pine tree Them hard times, they can't find me It's hard to be low in high country, yeah, yeah High country It's hard to be low in high country (It's hard to be low in high country) It's hard to feel blue with grass so green (Even though she ain't coming back) Where there's nothing to remind me Of goodbyes where you'll find me It's hard to be low in high country It's hard to be low in high country It's hard to be low in high country It's hard to be low in high country It's hard to be low in high country Let's get high